It was the first day of summer and I couldn’t stay inside.

It was hot and sunny out, so I did what everyone on the job wanted to do that day — I called my girlfriend Gia and told her to leave work early and meet me at home in an hour. On my way to lunch, I told my assistant that I had several appointments and I wouldn’t be back for the rest of the day.

When I got home, there was a note from Gia letting me know she went for a pedicure and would be home around two.

I fixed a sandwich, grabbed a soda, and sat out on the terrace to wait for her. She walked in about 30 minutes later and, as always, the first thing I wanted to do was toss her over my shoulder, take her into the bedroom, and fuck the daylights out of her. Gia is all of five foot three, weighs about 105 pounds, and wears a size zero. She had on my favorite denim mini and a simple white cotton tank top.

“So, what do you think?” she asked as she kicked off her flip-flops and displayed her delicate feet with French-manicured toes.

Okay — so I’ve got some kind of weird thing for her pretty feet to begin with, but seeing her toes with the white tips really got me going.

“Damn, baby, I love that! Your feet look so sexy!” I said.

“I’m glad you like them,” she said. “Would you like to take me shopping and help me pick out a pair of strappy little sandals to really show them off?”

She didn’t have to ask twice — 20 minutes later, we were in the parking garage of her favorite shoe store.

“And look, honey,” she said as she hiked up her skirt. “Just in case I get the chance to show you more than sandals — ” She slipped off her lacy thong and stuffed it in her purse. This is exactly why I love shopping with Gia — she always makes it an exciting and rewarding experience.

We headed for the women’s section. There were two long rows of sexy sandals to choose from, and I was prepared to watch Gia try on every single pair!

There were lots of little stools in the aisles, and Gia used them for more than just trying on shoes. Nearly every time Gia sat down to try on a pair of sandals, she eased up her skirt and raised one leg, giving me a clear view of her Brazilian-waxed pussy! She tried on thongs, open-toe slides, and sandals in all colors—black, white, gold—in fabric and leather, with sequins, rhinestones, and beads. I was in heaven feasting my eyes on her sexy feet, shapely legs, and bare snatch. Then she tried on a pair of sandals with three-inch heels. Oh, man! I was getting such a hard-on from watching her.

This little game of show-and-tell was making us both hot. We walked the aisles picking out the sexiest footwear we could find. Everything about the process was turning me on. I lost count of the number of times she flashed me her pussy or squeezed my cock through my shorts when no one was looking. By the time we finally picked out a pair of black open-toe sandals with towering heels, I was ready to leave the store for someplace more private.

While we waited in the checkout line, I stood close behind Gia with my arms wrapped around her waist. Gia leaned back, letting me support her weight. She could feel me pressing against her ass and her response was to surreptitiously move her hips back and forth, causing more friction than I needed at that point.

Then she whispered something I couldn’t hear. I leaned my ear close to her mouth and she repeated, “I’m going to suck your cock when we get back to the car.”

Fortunately we were up next or I might have had to leave her in the store. I paid for the shoes and practically dragged her to the car. I opened her door and watched her climb in. Of course, she pulled up her skirt again and gave me another peek at her now-glistening pussy! By the time I sat behind the wheel, Gia had her hand between her legs and was openly masturbating.

“You’d better find a spot soon,” she hissed. “I can’t wait much longer.”

A few minutes later, I found the perfect spot on the top deck of the garage. I backed into a space where we could see the entire lot. My cock was throbbing hard. I barely had it out of my pants before Gia had me in her mouth. She wrapped her hand around the base and began to stroke me as she bobbed her head up and down.

“Oh, fuck, baby—keep that up and you’re going to get a mouthful of come!” I moaned. My warning only seemed to make her more determined; she sucked and pumped my cock even faster. Moments later, I couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Here it comes!” I cried out as my cock erupted.

Gia moaned with pleasure and swallowed every drop of my come.

“Thanks for taking me shopping, lover,” Gia said.

“Oh, you’re more than welcome,” I said. “And thanks for jacking up the action by showing off your new wax job, driving me crazy, and giving me an excellent blowjob!” I couldn’t wait to get home so I could show her just how grateful I was for that shopping trip.