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Lynda's Story Ch. 02

Date: 08.03.2008

Keywords: Lynda's, 02, Ch., Story,

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"Note: The following story is true. It happened exactly as I am relating it. I have changed the names of the persons involved to protect their identities. I am leaving out dates, and locations, to further protect the individuals depicted in this TRUE story. I was asked to relate this story as I have written a number of pieces, and the person involved is not a writer. "

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"This is the continuation of my story. It is a true story. I am very happy with my life, my job, and with the choices that my lover and I have made during the course of our relationship. She is 39 and I am 28. I originally met her when I was in junior high, and she was a teacher. "

"If you haven't, Please read part one so that you will understand what transpired before this chapter. "

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The sales lady led us to the back and opened a door to a small but comfortably furnished back room. IT was decorated to look like a small living room, two couches, a couple of matching chairs, and on one side of the room, opposite from the couches and chairs, was a small raised platform, surrounded by a triple faced mirror. On the right side of the platform, there was a small area with a bench, and some hooks on the wall. There was also a small folding screen separating the area from the rest of the room, a small dressing area possibly. She invited us to have a seat while she went to get some items from another room. Jan and I sat on the couch, Jan took my hand and assured me that all would be fine. We weren't alone for long as the sales lady returned and introduced herself as Lori. She asked us what specifically we were looking for, if I had any favorite colors or patterns, if there were any specific items I wanted. I looked to Jan for help. She told Lori that I needed panties, bras, some teddies, and maybe even a garter belt or two, and also possibly even one or two corsets, as I had admired some that she had. Lori asked me to standup and come over to the raised platform so that she could measure me for proper fit.

I stood there on the platform and she took a few measurements. She then asked me to get undressed down to my underwear, to get other measurements. I looked towards Jan, with a bit of fear in my eyes. She just nodded her head and smiled. What was I to do. I decided, that all I could do was to undress. I took off my shoes and white socks, then my shirt, and my shorts. I was standing there in my bra, my panties and my pantyhose. I knew that she couldn't see my breast forms, but I was shaking with nervousness. Not knowing if she could tell that I wasn't what I appeared to be. Lori was a professional, she took the measurements, only stopping to write down the figures. Her smile never faded, and she never even seemed to notice anything was amiss. Finally she was done, and handed me a short robe to put on. She remarked that she was going to go get some outfits for me to try on, and that she would be back momentarily. I went and sat next to Jan, who took me in her arms and kissed me on the cheek, holding me close, and whispering that all was fine, and that she loved me.

We sat there for a few minutes, and just talked about what we were going to do after we left this store, and decided that we were going to do a bit more shopping, and get me some other things that I would need. It didn't seem like it was all that long, and Lori was back with us. She had her arms full of items from the front of the store, and was pulling a small wheeled rack that was brimming with outfits and items on hangers. There was a multitude of colors in the items in her arms and on the rack; reds, blacks, greens, blues, yellows, whites, and a variety of others. As Lori walked into the room, I stood up and walked towards the side of the platform. She handed me a hanger that held and outfit and told me to go behind the screen and put it on. It was a black lace and satin bra and panty set. I removed my bra and with it, my breast forms. I took the bra off the hanger and put my arms through the straps, and hooked it behind me.

It took me a couple of times to get it hooked as I had never done it before myself. After finally getting it hooked and straightened out, I took the breast forms and placed them in the cups. Again adjusting the bra so that they didn't show, and the bras was on properly. Then I took off my pantyhose, and then my panties. I reached for the panties on the hanger, and saw that there was also a package of thigh high black nylons attached to the hanger. The package also showed that these were "Stay-up" stockings, not needing a garter belt. I put on the panties and tucked myself as Jan had done earlier. I then sat down with the package of stockings, and after taking them out of the plastic, I took my time putting them on and trying not to tear them or "run" them. After getting them on and standing up, I walked out to the platform and turned around so that Jan and Lori could see how I looked. As I turned I saw my reflection in the mirrors and was enthralled with my look. I liked the outfit, and liked what I saw.

Jan had a very big smile on her face, and Lori had a look of satisfaction mixed with something that so far I wasn't sure of. Lori cam up behind me and adjusted the back of the bra, and as she did so, her hands slipped around to the front of the bra. I think if I had real breasts, I would have felt her hands trying to pinch my nipples, but as these were only breast forms, I didn't feel anything, and before I could actually look her hands had slipped back behind me. I looked at her face in the mirror, and saw a smile and a wink of her eye. Maybe, just maybe she hadn't realized that they weren't real, and was winking as if I had felt her quick pinch. She walked over to the cart to get something else, and I walked over to Jan. I stood right in front of her and turned slowly around so that she could see from all angles. When I faced her again, she was smiling, and then stood up and gave me a hug. I quickly whispered to her about Lori pinching the nipples of my fake breasts, and as she pulled away, I noticed a different kind of smile on her face. All she said was, "well, how interesting." I was a bit confused with her making that remark, and as I started to pull away, her hand slid ever so carefully across the front of my panties.

I realized that I was not only enjoying this little adventure, but that I had started to get excited, and with Jan's little stroke I also realized the I was getting hard, and that the tucking that I had done, was no longer hiding my excitement. I quickly tucked myself in before turning around, hoping that my secret was still safe, and that Lori would not have any idea about my secret. Jan had walked over to where Lori was standing by the cart, and as I got there Lori held up another bra and panty set asking me if I liked the colors. It looked to be the same style as I had on, but was a dark emerald green satin with black lace, I stated that I did in fact like it, and she placed it along with another lavender set on the table next to the cart. She picked up a couple of other bra and panty sets, and after deciding on a few more different colors and placing them on the table, she handed me a hanger that had a teddy on it, I looked at it and she suggested that I go try it on for size. Before I could walk away she also handed me a couple more things. One was a cami top of satin, with lace trim, and another was a set of satin shorts with a small satin crop top. Both of these I noticed had mates of different colors on her little rolling cart.

I went to the dressing area, and tried them all on, and they fit perfectly. I was really enjoying this trip to the Mall, and was very excited with the idea that all these lovely items were going to be mine. While I was changing and trying on these items, I could hear Jan and Lori softly talking, but couldn't really make out what they were saying. Just as I was coming back out into the main area of this fitting lounge, I heard Lori gasp quite loudly, and as I walked towards them she turned and I saw her look at me. She actually looked me up and down as if she was seeing me for the very first time. She shook her head, and then looked at Jan. Jan just nodded her head and then smiled. I walked up to them and Handed the hangers to Lori, and she placed them on the table. She then heard the front bell ring, signifying a customer entering the store, and excused herself for a moment.

Jan took me in her arms, and proceeded to kiss me, and hold me.. I was melting in her arms as she kissed me and caressed me on the back.. I loved her hands rubbing my back, and pulled her even closer as I returned the passionate kiss. Slowly she moved her hands to my shoulders, and gently pushed me down to my knees. I opened her jeans, and slid them down along with her panties. I managed to remove them from her feet, and in doing so, was able to then lean forward and taste her wetness between her legs. I was soon totally engrossed with pleasuring her with my tongue. She pulled away, and led me over to the couch where she sat down and pulled me back between her legs. I continued what I had started, licking and teasing her lips and clit, sucking gently on her clit, and running my fingers up and down her soft and moist lips.

I was so engrossed with my actions, and the thought of pleasuring her, that I didn't even think about Lori or where we were. I just wanted to thank Jan, and give her pleasure. In fact I was so engrossed with my "duties" that I didn't even realize that Lori had returned and was watching us. I was not only wanting to please Jan, in order to thank her, But I wanted so much to please her and taste her nectar when she climaxed. As she leaned back and enjoyed my ministrations to her pussy, she was moaning with a rasping breath, as I licked and sucked her juices, she started bucking her hips up against my mouth, and reached her peak with a shuddering that I had not experienced before.

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Keywords: Lynda's, 02, Ch., Story,

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