Birthday Present Pt. 02
Keywords: Present, Birthday, Pt., 02,
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I've got customers and friends all over town and I can't afford to lose either one. Let's just keep our little game between ourselves, ok honey?" and he stood up to go.
"That's fine, Vic. I just thought you might get a kick out of shopping in femme. But we can still have fun." I took his hand, with his pink nails, and started for the door. I find myself making little plans all the time, and one was starting to form in my mind for today. We'll see, I thought to myself, as I got into the passenger seat of the car.
We walked into the front entrance of the new mall across town and Vic spotted a sporting goods store right away. Drawing me into the store, he soon had purchased a new handball glove. As we left the store, I spotted a Victoria's Secret store and drew Vic to the window. there was a mannequin with a beautiful peach colored bra, panty, and garter and hose set. I saw Vic do a double take.
"That is a gorgeous underwear set, isn't it."
Vic agreed as his eyes traveled over the ensemble, taking in the lace and delicate feminine design. I could see that it had more than taken his attention and I wondered what he was thinking. His face seem to be slightly flushed and, as he turned to go, I stopped him.
"Come on, baby. Let's at least go in and see how much it is. I can tell you like it." I took his hand and pulled him into the frilly store. A beautiful sales girl approached us to help.
"Where is the peach set that is in the window?" I asked her.
She smiled and said that she thought that was a beautiful set as she led us to the display. Vic reached out and picked up the lacy bra. I saw the girl look twice at his manicured pink nails and wondered what she was thinking.
"I love it," I said. "Vic, do you want to see it on?"
"I'm sorry, but store policy is that you can't try on these undergarments" the pretty girl said, in apology.
"Oh, we are going to take them, for sure. We'll bring all the tags out to ring them up" I assured her.
"Oh, ok. In that case, let me help you find your sizes. The dressing room is right over there" pointing.
"I can get them, but thanks" I said, and indicating a lady who was looking like she wanted some help, "I think she needs some help."
She left to assist the lady and I quickly gathered up the ensemble in sizes that I knew would fit Victoria, but didn't let him know what I was doing.
"Come on Vic, let's see how this looks."
"I know you'll be beautiful in them. Why don't you go on and I'll wait in the mall."
"Come on," I said, taking his hand. "I really want your opinion."
Reluctantly, he accompanied me into the tiny dressing room, shutting the door and sliding the latch behind us.
I tuned to face him and sexily snuggled up against him.
"Isn't this cozy," I said as I ran my hand across his crotch.
"Mm, very" he responded and pushed his penis against my hand.
I rubbed my hand up and down on his penis and gave him a sexy french kiss. I felt him start to harden. Running my hands up his chest, I pinched his nipples, hard.
"Ouch!" he said "Not so hard."
He pulled me into his embrace and kissed me deeply, running his hand down to my hips and pulling me into him.
I gently broke away from his embrace.
"Whoa, big boy, let's try this outfit before we loose control here" I teased as I grabbed his tee shirt and started pulling it up from the bottom.
"What are you doing?" he asked as he started to stop me.
"You can't try this bra on with your tee shirt on, dear. Raise your arms."
He blushed as he realized what I intended to do. Reluctantly, he raise his arms and I slid the tee shirt off over his head. Tossing it on the bench, I picked up the beautiful peach lacy bra and removed the tags.
"Hold your arms out."
As he complied, I slid the straps over his arms and slid the bra up to his breasts, turning him around so that I could fasten the delicate item. Turning him back around, I pushed his breasts up into the cups, filling them out and creating cleavage. I slipped to the side so that he could see himself in the mirror. I saw his eyes slightly glaze over as he drank in the beauty of the bra. I knew that Victoria was back and that I had her for the rest of the day. Our shopping trip was going to be fun after all.
Chapter Ten
I could feel the blood rushing to my face and to my dick as I looked lovingly at the beautiful peach bra that I stood there modeling. I felt my back straighten and my chest stick out as I captured the image in my mind. Despite my resolve earlier, here I was, back in a woman's garment and having all kinds of conflicting feelings surge through me. I desperately wanted the rest of the garments. I wanted to feel them caressing my body, the silk on my privates, snugging against my penis and balls, the nylons tugging at the garter straps with every step, massaging my shaven legs, shaping my calves.
Without Donna even asking me to, I bent over and pulled off my tennis shoes. I stood and unfastened the jeans and slid them off of my smooth legs. I removed the socks and BVD's and picked up the package of peach nylons and removed them gently from the packaging. Donna watched, a slight smile on her lips, as I rolled first one, and then the other, and worked them luxuriously up my smooth legs, smoothing them over my thighs. I took the tag off of the lacy peach garter and hooked it in front of me, then twisted it around so that the hook was in the rear. I put my hose covered leg up on the bench and leaning to the side, hooked the garter to the nylon tops, adjusting the lovely straps to the correct length, and repeating the process on the other leg.
I picked up the dainty, lacy panties and removed the tag. As I slid them slowly up my smooth legs, I enjoyed the satiny feel of the panties brushing my nylon encased legs and the feel of the satin on my penis and balls and buns as I adjusted them into place. I turned and looked in the mirror at the beautiful ensemble, and although I did not have my wig or make up, I saw the beautiful woman that I was becoming looking back at me. My hand went to my now turgid penis and stroked it lovingly as I pushed against my hand with my crotch.
The sound of the sales girls talking interrupted my reverie and I slowly came to my senses. I took Donna in my arms and kissed her.
"I love it, Miss Donna!" I exclaimed.
"I love it, too, Miss Vickie" she replied. "Consider it just another little part of your birthday present."
I started to reach behind me to unfasten the bra. She stopped me.
"Leave it on and put your clothes on over it. I get creamy just thinking about what you are wearing underneath."
I pulled my shirt over my head and settled it into place. You could definitely see the outline of my breasts under the shirt. Pulling up the jeans and fastening them, I reach for my socks.
"You don't need them" Donna said and put my socks and underwear in her purse.
I slipped into my tennis shoes, which felt funny and loose with only the nylons on. Donna gathered up the tags and opened the door. We walked up to the counter to pay. Another clerk was working the register and looked at the tags as Donna handed them to her.
"Oh, I see you decided to wear them," she smiled as she looked at Donna. "Would you like a bag for your old undies?"
"Yes, please" Donna replied, and when handed the bag, took my shorts and socks out of her purse and put them in the bag, along with the tags.
The clerk's eyes widened as she saw the BVD's and crew socks. She stole a glance at me and instantly saw the bra under my shirt. Keeping her cool, she finished ringing up the garments and handed Donna the receipt.
"That ensemble is quite beautiful and I hope you really enjoy it" she smiled, as she looked me right in the eyes.
I blushed and tried to think of something to say.
Donna saved me, I think, by smiling back and answering.
"I know she will. And I will, too" as we turned and walked out of the store.
Strolling hand in hand down the mall, Donna steered me gently in a shoe store and picking up a tan pair of five inch heels with ankle straps, she asked a clerk for a pair in my size. The clerk looked a little puzzled as she looked at Donna's feet, but brought the heels out. Seating me, Donna asked her to make sure they fit me properly.
The girl looked at me and noticed the bra outline under my shirt. She untied my tennis shoes and as she slipped them off, she saw the nylons on my feet. Slipping the heels onto my feet, she fastened the straps and stood and held out her hands to assist me to my feet, a slight smile on her pretty lips. I think that she was waiting to see me fall off of the heels.
I stood to my feet and daintily walked across the store and back, swinging my hips as Jenny had taught me. The heels clicked on the hardwood floor. I caught my image in the mirror. Once again, the heels had pushed my calves up and my hips also, so that even in the man's jeans that I wore, you could see the feminine figure.
Donna clasped her hands together and exclaimed.
"Those are gorgeous! We'll just wear them out of the store" and began putting my shoes in the box.
The girl rang up the shoes and we paid and walked out of the store.
I immediately started getting stares as I clicked down the mall floor in the heels.
I stopped and turned to Donna.
"Donna, if we are going to do this, we've got to get a wig and I've got to get back into make up. I can't stand all of the weird looks that I'm getting dressed in clothing of both genders."
She smiled and pointed two stores up at the display of wigs. We walked in and a man walked up to us. I was terrified to confront a man dressed as I was.
I needn't have worried. He flipped his wrist at me, stopping his hand when his finger was pointed at my head.
"Let me guess. Mm... a blonde?" he asked, in an affected manner, arching his shaped eyebrows in question.
Reluctantly, he followed them over to the full-length mirror, wobbling as he tried to get used to his heels.
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Keywords: Present, Birthday, Pt., 02,