my shop fucking encounter

I hated Shopping at the best of times, but Saturday afternoon, this was a bad idea. I'd fought my way through the crowds which seemed to be growing ever bigger and was amazed that I had managed to catch a glimpse of her.

Cathy was a friend of a friend who I didn't know that well but we'd met a few times before.

I wasn't surprised to see her in one of the designer shops, she was always quite particular about her appearance, or at least she was every time i'd seen her. I went in to say hello and she seemed genuinely pleased to see me.

After the usual polite conversation made when meeting someone she asked if I could help her out with something. 'Anything you like!' I answered, with eyebrows raised. Our past meetings usually ended up with a little flirting, nothing serious as we are both attached but fun, nevertheless.

I followed her towards the rear of the shop. She was carrying three pairs of trousers, all typically her, smart and expensive looking. She handed me her bag and asked i