Jan had picked various items, but still hadn’t spotted me. I noticed she had picked up some hold-up stockings plus other clothes and had started to ...walk towards the unisex changing rooms. I grabbed a few items and followed her, as I got close behind her, I gently moved my right hand and touched her tight ass. Jan stopped pushed her ass backwards slightly but never turned around.We were behind a series of clothing racks so could not be easily seen on the shop floor, Jan lifted her dress hem. She went to a mixed school and guys and gals always sat together. The guy she sat with used to put his leg across her thighs and this gave her sexy feelings. So one day she took his hand and put it on her thigh during class and moved it up to touch her panties. She said this was electrifying for her and it soon progressed into him having his hand inside her panties.She said she later got an uncontrollable urge to let guys see her cunt. She was frightened at first but the urge was too strong. So. She pined me one last time and reached back and undid my belt. I tried to throw her off me, but she would not move. For the next 20 min, she began to strip off my clothes by pinning me, putting me in a wrestling hold and taking off my clothes. She tied my hands and eventually I gave up, letting her get me to the bed and tie me up. I found myself naked and bound to the bed. She looked at me as she took off her own clothes. "Why are you doing this? You know I am married, " I pleaded."Because I. But it was too late. Chrissy had been moving faster and faster, and crying louder and louder, and now she suddenly arched her back, uttered one final, drawn-out cry—“AHHHHHHHhhhhh!”—and collapsed onto the sawhorse.The sudden quiet was startling. Now there was nothing but the sound of three people breathing heavily. Jane quickly backed away, not wanting Chrissy to hear her. Not that there was much chance of that, Jane thought. She walked quietly around to the front of the sawhorse, covering.