The Island Ch. 02
Keywords: The, 02, Island, Ch.,
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I was blissfully left to my own once again and it gave me a chance to roam around the tiny store, running my eyes and hands all over the beautiful garments. Shiny, lace, small, revealing, colorful. They were gorgeous.
"Stacy. Come here." Julie said, waving me over excitedly.
I put the lingerie I was holding back on the rack and stepped over. The salesman noted we were together and seemed to take more of an interest in me. Julie and I worked through one of the racks while Brad continued to offer suggestions to my wife, clearly going beyond the normal, complimentary sales pitch into down right flirtation.
"This particular model supports the breasts and cradles them while gently easing them together." He was holding out the bra for Christa to feel, moving his eyes from her chest, undoubtedly picturing her stunning breasts wearing it, to her eyes. She was nodding as he pointed out the garments features, smiling as he continued to pile on the compliments.
"Of course everyone could use a little help here and there but I think for you this bra would be more of an accent to your wardrobe."
She was watching him through twinkling eyes, her breath drawing in and out of her slightly opened mouth that formed a seductive smile.
"Thank you." She said. "I"ll take it."
It was his turn to smile.
"Would you like to try it on?" he asked, motioning towards the changing area, undoubtedly hoping she would want to model it for her friends.
"Why not." She said, taking a more accurate size from the rack and stepping off to the changing area.
Brad stepped away to answer the phone, clearly pissed off at the interruption, but kept his eye on the swinging doors of the stall into which Christa had disappeared only seconds before. He was poised, ready to hang-up on a moment"s notice.
"What do you think Stacy?" Julie asked, holding out several bustiers in various colors and materials. I had been trying to keep one eye out for Christa and one on Brad but pulled my attention away from each, trying to concentrate on Julie.
They were all nice I told her but I caught my breath when she held one out in front of her. It was brocade material in black with fire engine red stitched through it.
"Wow."
Julie couldn"t help but smile, as I looked the item over more closely.
"This one caught me eye too but wanted to know what you thought about it." She said coyly. The others went quickly back to the rack as she stepped to the display looking for nylons and matching panty that would compliment the outfit.
I was looking at a few items myself picturing what it would be like to have a body like Christa or Julie and to be cinched up tight in a particular corset or to have heaving breasts pushed up by one bra or having them pushing through and open bra with the nipple areas cut away. To be able to wear flimsy, semi-transparent panties over a smooth rounded groin was enough to bring on old feelings that were all to frequent this week. Unfortunately it took more than a few pieces of lace or satin to make my groin area look even slightly feminine.
Although extremely aroused it was tainted by the depressing thoughts of not being feminine enough to wear these clothes. Fortunately my painful reverie was short as my attention was drawn back to a commotion nearby.
Christa had poked her head out and finding the store still clear of other shoppers had stepped out into the light and was examining the reflection in the mirror nearby. Brad had been nice enough to position himself between the mall entrance and my stunning wife. Julie hovered nearby, having nothing but accolades for the fit and appearance. The salesman was strangely silent, his back to me but I could see why. The bra had done as advertised although she really didn"t needed it, her breasts lifted slightly in the demi-bra that provided just enough support to keep her glorious mounds from swinging wildly as she took a few steps. As it were, they moved just right in my humble opinion, swaying gently to and fro.
"Fits perfectly. Don"t you think?" she asked Brad, eyeing him in the mirror. He couldn"t pull his eyes away from his chest and was speechless for the first time since we walked in. "I"ll definitely take it."
It was a done deal before she tried it on but she was expressing an exhibitionist streak that I didn"t know she had and doubted she was aware of before now. She stepped back into the changing room much to our disappointment and emerged a second later wearing her blouse again over her new purchase. The sway in her step was perfectly mimicked by the now noticeable sway in her fantastic chest under the thin material.
She continued to browse the store looking for other items while Brad"s attention moved on now, trying to convince Julie to try on her selection. Julie finally gave in and disappeared into the changing stall his eyes following her as she left. He must have felt my stare on him because he looked over and for the first seemed to really notice me. I knew what he was thinking but I could tell by the look on his face that he couldn"t figure me out or what my connection was with Christa and Julie. He smiled awkwardly and went back to helping Christa while keeping an eye out for Julie not wanting to miss her emergence. I suspect that he was going through an emergence of his own.
Brad and I both turned when we heard the swinging door of the dressing stall and were both disappointed when we she came out appearing as she did when she had gone in. She tossed me the thumbs up and I smiled, knowing that she was going to buy it and that Brad wasn"t going to get a free show. I would have done anything to see her in it but seeing the disappointment in the slimy salesman"s expression was worth it I guess.
"Are you getting anything Stacy?" Christa asked, moving over near me as she continued to scan the displays.
I didn"t respond but merely shrugged, knowing that despite the great feeling the lingerie would provide, it would fail miserably in making me any more feminine that I already appeared. There were a few items I was interested in but hadn"t really decided.
"What about these?" she offered, holding up several combinations of lingerie. They were all thin and flimsy, transparent materials in bright colors.
I looked at each but shook my head, not really seeing anything that jumped out at me. But having moved the items from the rack revealed one that did catch my eye and Christa caught the look. She set the others back on a hook, picked up the item that I was drawn to and looked it over, her hands moving across the material.
"Find something else?" Brad said, stepping up.
"What do you think Stacy?" she asked, nodding at me expectantly.
"One of our most popular items." He said, taking the hanger from her. I stepped forward and took it from him quickly, not wanting his paws on it. It was absolutely gorgeous. Unlike Julie"s outfit, this was a crushed velvet bodice in black with tapestry panels in the front. It had the smallest of shelf bra"s to lift up the breasts and hold them out for a loving embrace or a lover"s tongue to tease. The corset didn"t have garters so I was looking around for panties and nylons that would work.
"Your boyfriend will go absolutely nuts. We"ve had nothing but rave reviews." He said with pride, trying to close a deal that was already done. I suspect that he wasn"t nearly as excited about seeing me prancing about his store in this particular get up.
"Yeah Stacy. He"ll love it!" she said, winking. She was just having fun with me I could tell but he had no idea and continued to extol the virtues that a boyfriend would find wonderful about it"s features.
Julie stepped up and played along, holding out stay-up nylons against the corset and comparing the colors. The hosiery was your basic black that looked great against bare legs but the tops were ringed in various colors. Finding a good match she handed them to me and returned the rest to the display.
"I can almost picture him wagging his tongue when he sees you in this." Julie remarked stepping away as Christa moved forward and held up several different pairs of black panties, some in lace, some in satin. I looked them over picked a pair she was holding out, the silk feeling extraordinary against my skin. When I took them from her she returned the rest to their place and my decision was all but made.
"Shoes next!" Christa replied, having as much fun as Julie did in dressing me. Julie and my wife might have given Brad a stiff erection but he was still working on commission and my tab was adding up, much to his delight. The shoe selection was small but they had some of the coolest selections I had every faced and with my shoe fetish, as Christa had pointed out earlier, it wasn"t hard to find several styles I was interested in buying. I already had several, having visited their website with frequency, but a few new ones were present on the shelves I hadn"t seen before.
All three of us stepped up and began to look them over. Unlike my two companions, however, my eyes landed on a pair of platform heels in clear plastic. The sole itself was only two inches thick but the heel was five inches and the few straps were also made of clear material, one over the toes and one that wrapped seductively around the ankle.
"Cool!" Julie remarked, taking it from me for a closer look. "Can I try this one on in a size 7?"
"I"ll try an 8." Christa chimed in.
Brad looked to me and I mumbled an embarrassing size 11. He nodded and disappeared in the back, reappearing a minute later with three identical boxes. We took the only three seats available and he handed out the boxes, keeping Stacy"s as he withdrew the first shoe and gently directed her foot into it, holding her delicate ankle with his free hand.
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Keywords: The, 02, Island, Ch.,