Date: Sat, 23 Jan 2016 23:39:29 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jan None <janmay696@yahoo.com>
Subject: Shopping for a Bra 2 (Lesnian/Adult Youth, oral, anal, f/F)

Warning:

Adult Youth, oral, anal, f/F

This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young
girl and older women.  If this type of content offends
you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.

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                Shopping for a Bra 2
                  Buying a girdle

                       By
                      Jan

      I went to small specialty shop to purchase a new
girdle.  I told the clerk that I needed a special girdle
for 'That special dress.'

      It was a Tuesday morning and there was no one
else in the store.  She told me to follow her to the
fitting room, and she would be happy to help me.  She
asked if I had ever worn a girdle before, and I told
her that I do wear one occasionally wear it, but I was
going to be wearing a tight fitting dress that would
show every bulge.   (It was not that I fat, but I did
have a figure that needed a little help.)

      She asked me to take off my dress so she could
take some easements.  After removing my dress I
was stand in the cramped booth with her in my bra
and panties, while she measured my waist, hips and
thighs.

      When she got around to measuring my hips she
asked, "Let's take these down a little, so that I can
get an exact measurement!"  With that said she put
her fingers in the waistband pf my panties and
lowered them just below my butt cheeks and enough
to expose the top of my bush.  I felt the cloth tape
measurement around my ass, and her soft hands
brushing against my skin.

      After she finished measuring me she told, "I
know just what you need, Wait here, I need to get it
form the stock room!"

      Sitting on the white painted wooden bench in just
my underwear the time passed slowly.  I was getting
impatient before she returned with three different
girdles.  The clerk helped me try them on over my
panties, but I didn't like them.  Then she produced
from a bag this beautiful white long legged, high
waist panty girdle.  It was just what I was looking
for.  Before I put it on the clerk told me to wait, and
she left the dressing room for a short time.  When
she returned she had a pantie shield in hand.  I put it
on it started just under my brassiere and ended down
to mid-thigh.  She told me that this type of girdle
was best worn without panties and it would be best to
try it on without underwear.  The same way you plan
on wearing it to see if it is going to be comfortable.
While I removed my panties, she pressed the panty
shield into the crotch of the girdle.

      I was standing there with just my brassiere and
pumps on waiting for her to finish.  She helped me
pull the girdle up.  I felt her hands all over skin on my
legs.  I would feel my pussy dripping.  (Thank GAWD
there was a shield in the crotch of the girdle!)

      I was struggling with the girdle, so she helped me
to finish pulling the girdle up.  When the girdle was in
place I enjoyed the way it gripped my body.

      Then the clerk made the statement, "Honey it is
important that the crotch fit properly or you will
never be able to wear it all say.  Do you mind if I
check?"

      "Please, I was worried that it would be hard to
pull it up and down every time that I have to use the
toilet."

      "That won't be a problem because the girdle has a
convenience crotch for that purpose."

      "I don't understand?"

      She explained, "I wear the same type of panty
girdle!" and lifted her skirt to her waist, opened her
legs to show me that her girdle had a split in the
crotch, so that I can pee without pulling them down."

      I almost came when she spread the material of
her girdle and I could see her pussy.

      As she dropped her skirt she said, "Now let's
check that fit!"

      She had me stand on the bench fastened to the
back wall and had my spread my legs.  She ran her
hands all my legs and butt before she used her
fingers to probe the crotch of the girdle.  I almost
ready to have an orgasm when we heard the bell ring,
indicating that there was a customer had entered the
store.

      We both agreed quickly that the girdle was a
good fit, and she exited the dressing room to wait on
the new customer, while I struggle to take off the
girdle.  When I inspected the interior of the crotch I
found that the panty shield was soaked.  I sat on the
bench and spread my legs, while I did my best to be
quiet, while I brought myself to orgasm digitally.
When I finished I put my panties and dress back on.
When I emerged from the dressing room I saw an
older woman talking to the clerk at the checkout
counter.

      I approached them with the new girdle in hand.
When the woman move away to check out garments on
displays.  I discreetly slipped the used panty shield
into the hand of the clerk to dispose of.  The clerk
held the moist panty shield to her nose before she
deposited it in the trash can behind the counter.  I
purchased the girdle and thanked her for her help.

      She assured me that it had been her pleasure to
assist me, as she slipped a business card into my
hand.  Her personal cell-phone number was hand
written on the back of the card.  I acknowledged the
message with a wink and a squeeze of her hand.

      I thought about her while I masturbated until my
pussy was sore.  I waited until nightfall before calling
the number.  After identifying myself as the woman
that bought the girdle we flirted for a bit before I
asked her if she wanted to get together to see if we
more in common than giedles.



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