Last week I went to the Mall on the way home from school. I was wearing a short blue jean skirt and thin nylon panties which would show more than my bush if anyone looked up my skirt. Before going home the day before I had gone to the lingerie department of Dillard's and bought a pair of sheer white nylon panties that were white color. When choosing them I put my hand inside the panties and I could see clearly the lines and creases on my knuckles. The red color of my fingernail polish really showed through and I could even see the cuticles of my fingernails. When I got home I borrowed my Mom's embroidery scissors, went to my room and carefully trimmed the cotton crotch from inside the panties. My knuckles and fingernails were as visible through the crotch as they were from the rest of the panties. When I tried them on in front of the bathroom mirror I could see my pussy clearly and when I pulled my pussy lips apart the pink color was quite visible through the nylon.
I had worn white cotton panties to school so I went into the ladies room at the food court to change into my new nylon panties before going out and buying a coke. I carefully selected a table just across from a girl about my age. I sat down and pretending to read a book while sipping my coke. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her look at me and I sort of moved my knees apart slightly. I turned a page and shifted a little so my front was right in her sight. While still pretending to read, but looking out of the corner of eye, I opened my knees some more so I was sure she could see my panties and maybe more. She just stared while I pretended to be unaware of how I was sitting. I was pretending to read and turned a page occasionally. She opened her knees a little and I could see that her panties were white also.
About that time a boy came up to her table with two cokes. He was wearing a T-shirt and khaki shorts. He handed her one of the cokes and sat down with his back to me. She moved her chair a bit to the right so she could still see me and turned in her seat so I could also see her. I looked up when she moved and our eyes met. She smiled and I smiled back. She turned her head to talk to her boyfriend and I looked back down at my book. When I looked up again her legs were wide apart and I could see the dark outline of her pussy hair through her white panties. Also I saw a wet spot spreading darker on the crotch of her panties. I opened my knees wide so I knew that she could see the outline of my pussy hair, and my pussy lips too through the thin nylon. Our eyes met and we both smiled. As we watched each other she reached under the table to scratch her knee and and raised her skirt more. While looking into her eyes and smiling I did the same.
Her boyfriend got up to get them some more soft drinks but when he came back he moved his chair to her side of the table and sat down beside her facing me. I had closed my knees when he came back so he did not see anything when he sat down. The girl grinned, opened her legs wide, reached under the table and raised her skirt so I could see almost everything outlined through her moist white panties. I pretended to read my book and peeped real often at her open legs. Her boyfriend's hand was under the table rubbing the outside of her thigh. She moved her leg against his hand which gave me a better view of her panty covered pussy. I looked back at my book and pretended to read. My knees opened slightly while I watched his hand move on her thigh. Then I opened them more. The girl smiled at me and with her hand she moved her boyfriend's hand inside her thigh and put her hand inside his khaki covered thigh. Her hand was just touching a big bulge inside his shorts. The whole thing was really getting to me and I opened my knees so both of them could see up my skirt. They both looked me in the eye and smiled as they rubbed each other's thighs..
The whole scene was getting to me so much that I had to pee real bad. I left my drink, book and book bag on the table and rushed to the restroom. When I came out of the stall the girl was standing at the mirror washing her hands. While I washed my hands she grinned and said "I came in to tell you that I'll take off my panties if you will." I hesitated and said I had not done that before in the food court at the mall "Neither have I," she said, "But I think it will be a lots of fun, don't you?" "What about your boyfriend?" I asked. He will let you see his cock she said. When I hesitantly said "Maybe I will," she lifted her skirt and stepped out of her panties. I was on the spot so I stepped out of my panties also. She had put her panties in the pocket of her skirt, but I didn't have a pocket and had left my book bag on the table so she offered to put mine in her pocket too.
When we went back out into the food court she sat down by her boyfriend facing me and I sat down facing them. She opened her legs so I could see her pussy clearly and leaned over and said something to her boyfriend. He pretended to stretch and then reached under the table and adjusted his shorts so his cock was clearly visible to me. He must not have been wearing underwear either because I could see both his cock and his balls. His cock looked big and hard though the head was pressed against the top of the leg of his shorts so that it was not easy to see. But what was not clearly visible up the leg of his shorts was outlined in the khaki fabric above his open legs. He smiled at me and I hesitantly opened my legs a little. Both of them looked at me and shook their heads from side to side indicating that they could not see. So I opened my legs wider and she nodded yes, and he licked his lips.
We sat there about fifteen minutes or longer looking at each other. The girl got up and came over to my table and sat down beside me facing her boyfriend. She opened her knees so he had a good view while she whispered to me, "I've got to go now because I promised Mom I would not be late coming home from school today, but I sure do hope we meet again." She took my panties from her pocket and slipped them into my book bag and they left.
I closed my book and was putting it into my book bag when I noticed an older man, about 65 or 70 at a table near me. He had a white hair and was in an electric wheelchair. As our eyes met he smiled and winked. I started to fasten my book bag when I got a bold idea. I turned in my chair toward him and opened my knees so he could get a real good look. Our eyes met again and I smiled at him. I went to the ladies room to put on my cotton school panties to go home and when I came back out he was still at the same table. As I walked past he put his hand on my arm and said, "Thank you for being thoughtful to a grateful old man." On the way home I wondered how long that old man had been sitting there and how much he had really seen.