The wait seemed a lifetime. I was well dressed and ready to look as if we were going to meet with the client (part of the plan). Finally, I saw a guy ...entering the room. He was maybe in his late thirty’s or mid-forties – a normal looking, normal height guy.He went up to the room, where the surprise was waiting up for him. In the lobby, I kept my phone on silent mode and, with my earphones plugged in, acted as if I m on a call. After a few seconds, once the guy entered, I rang the bell of the. So at lunchtime i couldn't wait any longer so i went into the girls bathroom and sat on the toilet.I slowly pulled my skirt up while rubbing my breasts as i thought about my sister masturbating in these panties.I started rubbing my clit, then finger myself and after a little time i felt my pussy getting wet.I keeped going, i couldn't stop now but the bell was going to ring in about 2 minutes so i pulled my finger out and started sucking on it.I keeped rubbing my pussy with the other hand. All the pretty lingerie, dresses, jewelry, shoes and hosiery. I was in seventh heaven. I guess the main reason we stopped shopping was that we couldn't carry any more boxes. When we got back to the car, I was careful to sit like a girl, making sure to smooth my skirt out before sitting down. I crossed my legs, trying to look as ladylike and demure as possible. They looked so pretty sticking out from under my skirt framed by the lacy hem of my slip. Aunt Susan noticed how pleased I looked. . I contrasted my own modest knee-length skirt, top, and flats to Monique's short, tight miniskirt, see-through blouse, and 5" heels. Even in the dim light I saw her painted lips, large loopy earrings, bangles on her sleeveless arms and a gold chain dropping into her spectacular cleavage. She oozed confident femininity. I gulped my drink to steady my nerves.It did not take Monique long to spot David, who was easily the hottest guy in the club, even if he did not know it. She slinked over. "You.