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I Had A Major Wardrobe Malfunction

Well, if any of you members know me from EP then you know a lot about me. If not, then here it is. I love wearing leather, stilettos, platform pumps and extremely snug jeans. High waist jeans, no low rise, and the tighter the better. My favorites are my Rag City Blues zip around jeans. Have over a dozen pairs of them in different colors. Very tight, and the zipper starts in the front, goes all the way down around my crotch and ends in rear. They can be unzipped and taken apart. A real attention getter when I wear them, and it is my husband's pleasure to help me zip them shut after I wiggle into them. However, on one occasion, they got me far more attention than I wanted. I believe it was around Valentine's Day a few years ago that I was wearing these jeans when we went out shopping in the mall. I wore these jeans, a tight sweater, red stiletto pumps and underneath the jeans I was wearing a red leather heart shaped thong. That was supposed to be a surprise for later. After having something to eat and walking in the mall I wanted to go in a store. Forever 21, I believe. I told my husband to just sit outside the store and wait. He did, and I went in alone. I found an item or two I liked and got on line to pay. A few women in line and as I got close to the cashier I pulled my credit card out of my purse. And promptly dropped it. That is when disaster struck. As I stooped down to pick up my credit card, the pull on my zipper must have flipped up and unlocked. When I went to stand up, my zipper sprung open and my jeans unzipped all the way down and around my crotch. It happened so fast, and I was terrified the zipper would unzip all the way up the rear and separate. I was exposed from my navel all the way down to my thong. I got attention, but not the attention I wanted. I quickly put my purse on the counter, then covered my belly button with one hand and reached down by my crotch to grab my zipper pull and try to pull my zipper shut. All while trying to balance on heels and listen to women giggling. I managed to grab that zipper and pull it part of the way shut with one hand, but had to soon give up on covering up and use both hands. Once zipped shut I grabbed my purse and quickly exited the store. I was so embarrassed. Humiliated. I later told my husband about it and still wear those jeans. But that was only one malfunction I had. I have had many, and will save posting them for the very near future. ☘
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Korrupted · 61-69, F
Thanks, but stories to tell at parties? Maybe with a drink or two in me. Will save those stories for here! And will have a few more to add in the next day or two. The embarrassment never seemed to stop! ☘