(Author's note: This chapter may contain a bisexual element or description)
Store-front confessional
With Adrian heading out on foot for his opening shift at the copy centre, just a few blocks from their condo in the heart of the downtown area, Barb was left to sleep in a little longer, allowed to enjoy her time off between Christmas and the New Year while her poor, doting little husband was scheduled to work between the two holidays.
However, on this particular morning Barb was awake not longer after her sweet little man had left... Rising to the wonderful aroma of fresh coffee, brewed by Adrian before leaving, the dark roast smell filling the large two bedroom condo made it was hard for her to stay in bed... So inviting, and with so many things running around in her head, Barb felt compelled to get up, leaving her warm, comfortable bed.
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A little later, at the mall...
Entering the enclosed shopping centre and catching up with her Mother and with it being just three days after Christmas, Barb wasn't surprised with how busy the place was. The shops and corridors were crowded, full with people either returning presents they didn't want or they were there for the post-holiday sales, and the pair of them... This Mother-daughter duo... They were here for both...
"Here we are, a table at last... I can't believe I had to wait so long just to make a few returns... I didn't expect it to be this busy" Margaret mildly complained as they found a place to sit in the food court...
"But I suppose I'm not the only one with a husband who still has no idea of their wife's size" She added... "I've had to returned half the things he gave me... I wish your father would just give me carte blanch with his credit cards this time of year... You know? Like how your little man Adrian is doing? Give you free reign to sleep with whomever you please?" She quipped. Margaret, starting things off with a jab about Adrian... Yet Barb, hoping it wouldn't go this way she chose to set the woman straight from the beginning...
"Gosh Mother... Do you have to go there right away?... Like I said to Keith, I won't stand for anyone being mean to him on purpose... This was very difficult for Adrian... Imagine if it were you discovering something like this about yourself... I'm sure that would change your tune... So please? Lets be civil, can we?" She asked wanting her Mother to see this through Adrian's eyes...
"Oh alright Barbara... I'm sorry, I guess I wasn't thinking... I do care for your Adrian, in a way... But I'll make no secret about how I see him either... You've that known since before the two of you were married... Which I approved of... If you'll also recall?" Margaret said back to her, levelling the field some, letting her daughter know she understood her position, but also that Barb had to remember hers...
It wasn't that she didn't 'like' Adrian, she did in some regard... However what Margaret did lack was any respect for him... Thinking of him as a waif, a soft-boy who was most certainly unworthy of her daughter...
"Yes, I know... But it's also my life Mother, and I want you to be included... Now come on, why are we fighting? We're on the same side here, yes? I thought you supported what we're doing? And if I recall, you have a personal steak in this yourself... You do want me to send him over to you on New Years Eve don't you?" Barb came back with, feeling like she had better change the tempo of their conversation, because from the onset they didn't seem to getting off on the right foot...
"Let's just forget all of the judgment and name calling... I wanted this shopping trip to be fun for both of us... I know you liked the idea of me putting him in that cute little underwear set, and that's one of the reasons why I'm here...as I'm sure you've figured out... So, I thought maybe, since he'll be staying with you? Maybe you'd might like to pick something out for him yourself" Barb said to her Mother, pouring water to this little battle of wills they had brewing.
But then teasing her, saying she wanted to buy more lingerie for Adrian, Barb let her Mother know that she was more than welcome to join in on all of the fun.
Pursing her lips, but yet unable to suppress the smile forming in the corners, Margaret looked to her daughter with her eyes flicking skyward as she chuckled slightly embarrassed knowing her daughter was right.
Loving the idea all the same, she finished her coffee and with a firm nod of her head, she rose from her seat while taking Barb at the elbow, Margaret pointed off into the early crowed of shoppers, letting her know that it was time for them to wade in...
"There you see? Now that's more like it... We can talk as we shop... Oh God Mother, this so exciting" Barb beamed happy now that they were both in agreement and walking arm in arm towards their intended destination, the up-scale lingerie chain... La Senza...
"So Barbara? Tell me... I know you see this feminine side of your little man, and trust me, I can see it as well... But what I'm wondering is, just how far do you intend on going?... Or what is it they say? 'Turning him out'? Is that the right term?" Margaret asked as they began browsing the lingerie with Barb heading to the wall lined with racks full of woman's panties in just about every, size, style and colour know to womankind...
"Oh Mother, you're a riot... Yeah that's a good way of saying it... Turning him out... But that's not I want for Adrian... He would make a terrible transvestite!" Barb joked back...
"Maybe at like Halloween or a fancy dress party... I can see putting him in like an over the top nurse's costume or something... That would be a sight to see... But for the time being? I just want him grow a little comfortable with the idea of wearing more things like... Well like these" Barb added while rummaging through the huge assortment of panties and finding something she found suitable she held them up.
They were a nude, or cream coloured pair of French cut panties, with an all lace rear end and scalloped hem line. The front a solid, satiny piece with the waistband trimmed in the same delicate lace as the back.
"Hmmm... Yes, those are nice, but I was thinking, and I hope you don't mind... But if he'll be coming to stay with me, and if we are 'femming him up' as you say... I was hoping I might go a little further with him... With... Oh I don't know, let me see?... With maybe something like... Ah yes! Here... How would you feel about me putting him into something like this?"