Chapter Six - Back to Sweet's Lingerie!

I walked into Ann's little shop and she greeted me immediately. I chatted for a minute and then told her I was going to browse for a while. She nodded agreeably and went off to help another customer. I walked slowly through the store, getting familiar with the locations of everything. I found myself fascinated by almost everything in the store. I looked and looked, touching many beautiful items, appreciating their feminine beauty and sexy shine. I was dimly aware of women coming and going, and was quite surprised when Ann touched my arm, startling me out of my reverie.

"I normally close at six, Mike. Do you need more time?"

I looked at my watch. It was six now! I had been in here for a solid hour, looking at lingerie! I just couldn't believe it!

"Yes, you have been in here for an hour" she commented, reading my mind. "I understand the way you feel, everything is just so beautiful, it's hard to chose."

"I really came in for a nightie, and I found one I like." I took her over and showed her the one I was talking about. She asked me to try it on, so I found myself in the dressing room.

"Come on out and let me see it!", Ann called. I was down to my panties & hose, and slipped the nightie on over. I walked out and was flustered when I saw that Ann was not alone. She had been when I went in the dressing room. It was the beautiful girl from the bookstore! I was ready to turn and flee back to the dressing room, but Ann said "come on out dear, it's OK".

I sheepishly walked out and stood in front of the two ladies. "Ann, he has good taste, don't you think? I have the very same nightie at home, I wear it almost every night!"

"Yes Rachel, It's one of my favorites as well."

"You look VERY NICE in it! It's perfect!" exclaimed Rachel.

"Thank you", I said, blushing.

"I've been waiting for a phone call" she said, smiling.

Ann looked at the clock and I said "OH, that's right, you want to close!" I ran back to the dressing room and changed back, then took my prize to the counter. Rachel was gone, and Ann was waiting patiently.

I paid her, thanked her and headed for the door. Ann came out too and locked the door behind us. In the parking lot she said "you seemed so much more relaxed today. You were a real lingerie shopper! You took your time and looked at everything, then picked the one thing you liked the most! I know you'll just love it dear! This was your first REAL time lingerie shopping. I know that look. I remember it on the face of another young man about 20 years ago."

"Aunt Frank?"

"Yes. He was a rare person, especially 20 years ago. I've always had men in here, and I can always tell when they're buying for themselves. He was different. Even back then, when I got fewer male customers, he was never nervous or rushed about it. The very first time he came in, he was calm, took his time and purchased some beautiful pink panties with lace. He knew he could confide in me somehow, so he told me they were for him. I told him he had a right to buy and wear whatever clothing made him happy! I remember how he smiled at me when I said that."

"Thank you for sharing that, Ann. My Aunt was a special man."

We said our good-byes and I went back home.

Continued in Chapter 8