'Ugh - all men are pigs!'
Lisa slammed the register closed as she completed another lingerie sale from a dirty old man who had repeatedly asked her to model his sale for him - never mind the fact that the outfit he was buying for his wife was 4 times too large for the small framed college student behind the register. Lisa had taken a summer job at the lingerie store in between her junior and senior year of college as her friend had convinced her to come work with her, telling her it would be a fun way to spend the summer. The money turned out to be good, but Lisa was beginning to wonder if it was worth it in the end. Lisa had always known she was attractive with her slim form, pretty face, and ample breasts - not too large but definitely not small by any means, basically the perfect size for the average height girl she was. Her shoulder length dirty blonde hair matched with fiery green eyes got the boys going too. But the perky college student had come to realize just how hot she really was when she started her job at this store, as every man it seemed was always ogling her and asking her to try things on - even when their girlfriends or wives were right next to them.
Walking around the store Lisa tidied things up, purposely ignoring the stares of several male customers. It wasn't like she wore provocative clothes at work either - today she was wearing an almost knee length loose flowing skirt and a simple red blouse - but just the fact that she worked next to revealing clothing all day somehow instantly made her a sex symbol to all the males coming in to shop.
Making her way around the store the young saleswoman came across an older man, probably in his forties from the looks of it, staring at a matching lace bra and panty set in his hands. The man seemed harmless, in fact he looked a little sad, so Lisa walked up to him to see if he needed any help, figuring he wouldn't try anything crass with her.
"Hi there, do you need help with anything?"
Her presence seemed to startle the man as he jumped slightly.
"Oh, uhm, no, I uh, I think I'm okay. . ."
Lisa shrugged and went to walk away, but she paused as she could see the man was clearly struggling.
"Are you sure? You seem a little lost. Is this purchase for your wife?"
The man smiled sadly, gripping the lingerie in his hands tightly.
"Yes, it is."
Lisa thought the man's smile was strange since he should be excited about getting his wife lingerie - even if it wasn't the sexiest pair she had ever seen. Judging from the rather small size of the set he held in his hand his wife must be fairly slender as well, making it seem to the salesgirl that this guy had a good thing going on here.
"Ok, well what kind does she like to wear?"
The man looked at the floor, shuffling his feet nervously.
"Well, I'm not sure anymore, and I can no longer ask her - she passed away a few years ago in a car accident."
Lisa's heart immediately went out to the clearly depressed man, feeling instantly bad for her customer.
"I'm so sorry to hear that, that's horrible!"
"Thanks, I'm slowly getting used to it by now. But one of the things I used to do when she was alive was go out for her birthday and buy some nice matching underwear - which of course ended up being more for me than her, but it was something I did every year without reprieve - it kind of became our tradition. I decided after she passed that I would continue to do it, even now that she's gone and can no longer wear it - it's my way of never forgetting her birthday. I know, it's probably stupid."
Lisa reached out and gingerly touched the slender older man on the arm, feeling sorry for the still grieving widow.
"I dont think its stupid at all- so what kind does she like to wear?"
The man held up the set in his hand, a sheepish expression across his face.
"I was thinking this, but I feel like I have gotten something very similar to these before - without seeing them on her they all kind of blend together in the end."
Impulsively grabbing his hand, Lisa suddenly had a crazy notion as she led the older gentleman to another section, her heart beginning to race a little faster from her sudden idea.
"I think we can do a little better than that - here, come with me."
Heading over to the more risque section in the store Lisa perused the lingerie, glancing over at the gentleman from time to time to try and get a read on him
'This poor guy, his wife dies and he's clearly still heartbroken. He buys this lingerie every year and then what? Hangs it up in a closet for it to gather dust?"
A strange feeling suddenly overcame Lisa, and the thought made her slightly giddy with excitement, as well as extremely anxious at the same time. Picking out a slightly risque but not overly revealing set, she held it up to to her customer.
"What about this one?"
The man eyed it over warily, but Lisa could tell that deep down he liked the slight raciness of the outfit.
"Well that's a little more . . . revealing than we are used to, but I think she would like it; it is for her birthday after all, and this would definitely have made her feel younger - it looks like something your generation would wear, after all."
Reaching over Lisa plucked the lingerie set the man had out of his hands in order to get the size needed for her set. Goosebumps broke out all over her body as she read the size.
'His wife was about the same size as me, just a little smaller in the bust area, but this should work out perfectly.'
Heart fluttering she looked the older man over, suddenly seeing that her customer was in fact a very handsome man, even if he was twice her age.
"Alright then, let's get this set. I'm Lisa, by the way."
"I'm Tim. Thank you so much for your help Lisa, if you'll just hand me those I'll go pay and be on my way."
Instead of handing them over Lisa pulled them closer to her body, contemplating one last time whether she should go through with her crazy idea or not.
'Am I really willing to go through with this? I've never done anything like this before. . .'
Seeing the visibly saddened man in front of her steeled her resolved once and for all, and she plowed ahead with her plan.
"I have another idea Tim. How about this year you get to see your purchase a little differently, as in on a real person?"
Tim looked at her with a confused look.
"What do you mean? Like someone modelling it for me?"
Lisa smiled warmly, becoming slightly aroused by the words that were about to come out of her mouth..
"Not someone; me. It's the least I can do for you. I think you deserve to see what it would have looked like on her, and your wife and I seem to share a similar build."
Tim looked around nervously.
"You dont have to do that. . ."
Grabbing his arm Lisa led him to the changing rooms, her pulse quickening with every step.
"Nonsense, I insist."
Nearing the fitting rooms, however, Lisa suddenly became very anxious.
'Oh my god, am I really getting half naked in front of a complete stranger?'
But as she reached the rooms her arousal overrode her nervousness as she had to admit the thought of her semi exhibitionism actually excited her, and without a second thought she slipped into the first stall. Stripping down she paused to admire her naked body in the mirror.
'There's no way he's not going to enjoy this,' she thought with a smile before slipping on the new panties. As they snuggled up against her privates Lisa became slightly concerned since she realized she was becoming a little wet down there due to the fact that she about about to show off her body to a complete stranger, but she decided Tim wouldn't mind.
'Now they'll even smell like a real woman too.'
Snapping the bra on Lisa found it was in fact a size too small for her, and her breasts were pushing at the edges of the material, threatening to burst out.
'Even better,' a now pretty horny Lisa thought as she looked herself over in the mirror one last time, liking what she saw.
Stepping out of the stall Lisa walked down the short hallway and out the fitting room door to look for Tim, very quickly realizing that she was now completely out in the open as several men nearby in various parts of the store stopped what they were doing and stared at Lisa with open mouths. Covering herself up as discreetly as she could Lisa saw Tim and motioned for him to come inside the fitting room area, quickly bolting back inside the cover of the hallway. Tim followed her inside, nervously looking around the small fitting room area to see if anyone else would notice him there. Now alone, Lisa lowered her arms, displaying her fit body to her older customer.
"Let's take a look at them in here - not everyone needs to see your wife's lingerie on display."
Slowly spinning around, Lisa gave the older man a full view of her supple figure, making sure he saw every inch of the college girl's tight body.
"So, what do you think? Is it right for her?"
Watching Tim's expression Lisa could tell the widow was turned on. He was trying as hard as he could to not openly stare at Lisa's bulging breasts behind the too small bra.
