The ride to the mall with Lisa and Tammy was long and silent. I couldn't believe my wife and her sister were taking me shopping for panties, especially when the panties we were shopping for would be mine to wear. The closer we got to the mall the more I hated myself for getting caught wearing panties. I knew I was in for a humiliating day.
When we arrived Tammy and Lisa didn't hesitate in taking me to the first lingerie store we could find. At least they took me to a mall that isn't close to the house. I couldn't bear the thought of getting caught shopping for panties by someone we knew.
"What are you favorite type of panties Mike?" Lisa asked.
Hesitantly I said, "The style doesn't matter that much, but they have to be satin or silk. No cotton panties."
Tammy grabbed a pair of purple briefs with lace trim. "I bet these will drive that little dick wild."
She held them up in front of me and I quickly protested.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? Don't do that. Everyone will know the panties are for me and I will be completely embarrassed."
"You should have thought of that before you starting wearing them in the first place Mike." Lisa said.
Lisa called over a cute little sales girl and asked, "Excuse me miss. How do you think these will look on him?"
God I was embarrassed. How could my wife humiliate me like that? The sales girl looked like she was just old enough to be in her first year of college. She was a very cute little blonde with a smoking body. I felt my face turn ten shades of red. She must have felt sorry for me because she said, "Well with his figure I think he should go more for the bikini style. Come over here and I can show you some very sexy ones that will look great on him."
God this was awful. Not only did I have to suffer through the embarrassment of my wife and sister-in-law knowing about my panty fetish, they now had a little, cute hottie involved in this game.
The sales girl took us over to a table in the corner that was filled with an assortment of satin string bikinis. Some with lace and some without, and every color you could imagine. "So...what is your name again?" I was going to lie, but Tammy quickly chimed in and said, "His name is Mike, but we're thinking of coming up with another pet sissy name for him since he likes wearing panties. Can you believe a grown man would be so turned on by wearing panties?"
"Well actually we get a lot of men in here shopping for them."
"Really?" Lisa asked. "I thought my husband was the only little panty freak around."
"Oh no. we get lots of men with that fetish coming in here. I think it's cute. I'd love to see a man in panties one day. I think it'd be a real turn to see a man show his vulnerable side like that."
"Really?" Tammy said. "How would you like Mike to model some of these for you? I'm sure he wouldn't mind." Are you fucking kidding me? You damn right I would mind. It was enough I had to model them for Lisa and Tammy, but a total stranger was out of the question. I tried to protest, but Lisa told her that it would be fine and reminded me that if I didn't go along she would tell everyone we knew, and leave me as well. What could I do?
"Just pick out some that you would like him to model for you."
"Are you sure?" the girl asked. "I often wanted to, but I was always too embarrassed to ask any of the men that were here shopping."