flash in my favorite store goes wrong [Flashing]

I stand there, breathing heavy, my heart pounding like a fucked drum. I lift my skirt, slowly, teasing the hem. The fabric is cheap, scratchy against my thighs, but it’s the only thing I’ve got. I’m in my favorite store, the one where I always grab my supplements, my goddamn protein powder, but tonight, it’s different. Tonight, I’m flashing my bare pussy. I lean over, pretending to read a label, my ass pushed out, skirt hiked up. A man walks by, his eyes widening as he catches a glimpse of my shaved cunt. He stumbles, nearly dropping his basket, but I just smile, turning to face him. His eyes are glued to my pussy, and I can see the bulge in his pants growing. I lick my lips, running a hand down my thigh, brushing my fingers against my wet slit. He swallows hard, his breath coming in ragged gasps. I can see the struggle in his eyes, the battle between desire and decency. But fuck decency. I want him to see me, to want me. I spread my legs slightly, giving him a better view, my fingers playing with my clit. His hand reaches down, adjusting his cock, and I can see the pre-cum staining his pants. Suddenly, a security guard appears, his face stern. “Ma’am, you can’t do that here,” he growls. I smirk, lowering my skirt, but not before giving the guard a quick flash of my tits. He chokes, his hand going to his belt. “But sir,” I purr, “I was just shopping.” The man who’d been watching me steps forward, his voice steady. “She’s right. She was just shopping.” His eyes meet mine, and I know we’re in this together, ready to push the boundaries, to fuck the rules.