This happened a couple of months ago, and as far as I remember, the conversation went like I have described below.
If you have not read my earlier story 'Wonderful crossdressing shopping experience', I'd suggest reading it first.
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Following my wonderful shopping experience on the Christmas eve, I was feeling elated. I had just bought a couple of very sexy women's clothes, I had crossdressed, albeit very briefly for few seconds, in front of someone. I had lot of vacation days to use up and so was mostly free for next couple of weeks. And, to top it off, I was all alone at home for few weeks, to indulge in my crossdressing fantasies.
Since that shopping outing a couple of days ago, when I bought a couple of dresses at Natick mall, I had ventured out into few more stores for women's clothes. Although I had not bought anything else, I had gained enough confidence to walk in any store and do shopping.
I knew I had to take it up one notch. I had to buy lingerie.
In my earlier story, I described wearing a push up bra and panties. Those actually belonged to my wife who was away for a few weeks (yes, working during the holidays). I had secretly used bras and panties belonging to a lot of women, beginning with my mom's and sisters' during teens, then some of my girlfriends' and now my wife's.
I decided it was time to change the situation. It was time to buy my own lingerie. My own selection, my own fitting.
Going into a store and asking to try-on a bra or a panty was definitely lot more provocative and titilating than, say, a skirt or a top. I shivered at the thought that this was possibly taking it too far and I may end up being ridiculed and thrown out of a store. But after thinking for some time, I managed to calm down and decided I had to do it.
I drove to the mall. I thought it wouldn't be crowded much after Christmas, but it kind of was. I was hoping to find a bit emptier stores for shopping, so this discouraged me a little bit; but nevertheless I walked around a few lingerie stores.
My first stop, of course, was Victoria's Secret. This one in the mall I go to, is a very large store. Right now, it looked to be very busy, even though it was pretty late and nearly closing time. There were posh middle aged women, teenage girls in pink shorts, young 20somethings, even a couple of old ladies. In short, too many eyes. I wondered through the aisle at the front of store, but couldn't dare pick up a single item.
Little disheartened, I walked out, strolling around the mall. For a while I thought of going to the JCPenney, as I knew they had a large 'intimates' section. Just then, I noticed a store named Soma intimates. I had seen this store earlier, had walked by it in the past, but it had never left an impression on my mind like the flashy and sexy Victoria's. Then, as I stood there and looked, I knew why. This store was in a much quieter section of the mall. The other stores nearby didn't have much of traffic. And mainly, this was a much smaller store, and had a lot less flashy front display. No Heidi Klum or Gisele Bundchen, showing off fabulous curves. Just a regular good looking woman, sporting a lacy bra and bright red lipstick.
This was perfect for me..
As I walked in, I noticed the store was nearly empty. There were two sales women, a stern-looking middle aged woman, possibly of Mexican descent. The other one was a short, black young woman sporting glasses. She was just a little bit plump - what some people could possibly see as nice curves - with really nice looking curly shoulder length hair.
There was just one customer, a impeccably dressed woman in her 40s, who was standing next to a trial room - most likely waiting for someone inside.
The merchandise- so to speak - took my breath away. If I had expected it to be less provocative than Victoria's Secret , I was dead wrong. There were every kind of ultra sexy, ulra provocative bras and panties you can imagine. Lacy pink push bras, flimsy flowery thongs, tiny bikinis --- you get the picture. Every crossdresser's dream come true - just to walk through there, touching those things. And I was going to try some on !!! I got a hard on in no time.
I first walked by a wall where there were lot of PJs, robes and the like clothes. As I was turning towards the nearby racks which had some large sized bras, I noticed the young woman walking towards me. The older woman was away, assisting the other customer.
The young woman came towards me. She smiled and said 'Are you doing OK, Can I help you find something ?"
I said, "I'm not sure . Let me see around"
"Well", she said "We have a discount running for these two " - and pointed towards a section of robes and PJs - ", where you get 40% off, and a 25% discount on those" and pointed to a nearby table of bright colored bikinis and panties. These really looked like swim suit bikinis.
Then she wondered off.
As I walked from the PJs and robes towards the other wall of store which had the sexier bras and panties, I could feel my heart beating faster. I walked about casually, picking up & checking things out at times. It was a wonderful feeling.
Some of the bras were so enticing that I almost caught myself fondling the cups a couple of times. I looked towards the sales associate, but didn't think she had seen me fondling those bra cups.
The other customer woman had now come over towards the sales desk, with a teenager, possibly her daughter. She looked in my direction briefly, but not for too long. The mexican woman was chatting with them, while doing billing.
I went further in the store, towards another section of what looked like camisoles and negligees. There were lots of very sensual ones. I was particularly attracted to a burgundy colored satin camisole. It had light pink lace and border that just accentuated the curves of bust line.
I looked around hoping to catch glimpse of the young woman. As a matter of fact, she was probably waiting for me to ask for help. She walked over to me, smiled and said, 'Can I help you?"
I was carrying with me the saffron colored skirt that I had bought couple of days back. I showed it to her, pointed to the camisole, asked her if she thought they went well together.
She said, "well ...this probably doesn't match well. This camisole is more of by itself." then added, "I am not sure if we have lot of tops that will go on that skirt"
Then she asked me, "Do you have anything particular in mind ? Something she likes ?"
Oh boy , here it goes again..