Just before returning to work.

I know what to wear to maximise anything that might happen. I had decided that it was an 'anything goes' day. If I get fingered, I get fingered, if I get fucked, I get fucked. (Not that I did this day) I was wearing trainers, socks, no tights, black skirt mid thigh, loose fit, t shirt, no bra, and coat, although open at the front.  I took a bus into Brighton, making sure I flashed my bare pussy a couple of times. By the time it arrived at Churchill Square, I was gettinng a nice buzz on! First stop was a shoe shop. I don't need shoes, but that's not why I went in there. I chose a couple of styles I liked and waited for the assistant to find the left shoe in the store, and fit me. She was a ginger headed girl who had the most gorgeous face. I could imagine what she looks like when she orgasms so easily. So, as she fitted the shoes, I gently parted my legs so she could see I had nothing on under my skirt. She immediately coloured up, but even nicer were the two very erect nipples under her shirt. We talked about the shoes a bit and she, (cheeky bitch) copped a feel of my knees. I decided not to buy them and went to my next target, now nicely damp! The Anne Summers store is a good place for a cheap thrill. Not only are you surrounded by sexy clothes and sex toys, but there is a books section too. I mooched around a bit before ending up at the books section. There was a man there who was much older than me. Mid 50s I would guess. He was very smart, wearing a suit and a lovely black wool overcoat. He was reading one of the books, so I thought I'd try my luck. I picked up a book and deliberately stood very close to him on the side of him that wasn't holding the book he was reading, I made sure I gently pressed against him a couple of times. We were mostly hidden from the very bored girl on the till and I got my reward. His free hand started stroking my thigh.i moved in so I was touching him and that meant that what he was doing couldn't be seen. He stroked my thigh for a few minutes before making a token grab at lifting my skirt and getting his hand underneath. I gave a small nod and in seconds he was rubbing me over my panties, and a few minutes after that, he had his hand in them and a truly expert finger inside me.  I tell you something, older guys really know how to,finger a girl! He had one finger in me, but it felt like there were more. He expertly fingered me, stretched me, pressed my g spot and I could have cum there and then, but that wasn't my plan for the day. I whispered "swap", and soon, under his now open coat, I had his very impressive cock in my hand and wanked him off. His wife is very lucky to have such a fingering expert, AND one with a massive cock. It wasn't long before I felt him cum. And I caught most of it in my left hand. Yummy! By now, my clit was on fire, and I was really wet. Next stop a clothing store, and the changing rooms. One thing I know for sure. I am definitely not the only girl who likes getting off in clothing store changing rooms. If you listen really carefully, you can hear other girls....the gentle sighs, little moans, and sometimes, if they have their boyfriends in there with them, a lot more besides.  I waited until a girl entered the next cubicle, and I went to town on my clit, deliberately making sure she could hear me. A little knock on the partition and an "are you ok in there?" Gave me the chance to say,"oh yeah.....VERY ok....wanna come and see?" This usually gives one of two reactions....a hasty retreat, or....well....... In this case, a tap on the door indicated fun times ahead. She was shorter than me, and clearly interested in what I was doing.  You have to keep it quiet too! So I whispered, "just watch me!" I sat on the little chair, spread my legs and started to masturbate as she watched. I've always loved being watched when I play with myself, and her eyes grew wide and round as little saucers as I played with myself. Even nicer was to see her hand disappear into a really cute pair of knickers, white with little kittens on. She bit her lower lip as I slowly pushed two fingers deep in me and then withdrew them and licked them clean,  Her jeans were in her way, though, and she tugged them down to her ankles, and her knickers quickly followed. She made no attempt to finger herself, but her clit was taking a pounding. I was close to cumming, and I told her so. Then, I had the most delicious orgasm in front of my new friend.  She followed shortly after, bending her knees outwards and curling froward from the waist.  We hugged afterwards and had a little kiss. Well, after this, the Palace Pier was next. It's really amazing how many little,nooks and crannies there are on that pier. It's also amazing how easy it is to get pulled! Leaning forward over the rail with your "boyfriend" cuddling you from behind looks so sweet and innocent, but a suitably high cut slit at the back,of a coat can conceal much that can't be talked about on here! The bus ride home consisted of me leaving a little gift on the seat. I know....I'm a slut. I'm insatiable when it comes to sex....and I can never seem to get enough.