One Saturday morning I took my gf to a really nice shop. Downstairs it was casual clothing. Dresses, tops etc. But upstairs was more evening wear. Cocktails dresses and stuff like that. Also the changing rooms were different. It’s hard to describe but they were like three panels suspended from the ceiling with a wall behind. Also a mirror on the wall. They really didn’t obscure the view at all. The panels would have had a gap of maybe 9 inches between them.
My gf picked out a dress and went to try it on. At the same time I noticed another couple. The man would have been in his mid fifties but the woman he was with would have been early twenties.
Myself and the other man stood beside each other and watched as our girls got undressed. My gf never wore a bra in those days and it turned out neither did the other girl. My gf was also wearing a very brief pair of panties that had lace at the front so her pubes were showing through them.
Now this is the strange part. The other girl was a real knockout but I wasn’t that interested in her. The thing that was exciting me the most was standing beside this old guy (well he was old to us. We were in our teens) and having him seeing my gf getting undressed. He could see her tits and her bush. Some of which was even sticking out above her panties. At one stage we both looked at each other. The man gave a tiny nod in my direction. It was as if to say “We both know why we are here”
I had never experienced such a thrill like that before. I had never heard of candaulism back then of course. All I knew was that having my girlfriend (and future wife) exposed like that was a massive turn-on.
That was just the start of me exposing her to strangers.
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