This chapter is the continuation of a series of related stories about my relationship with two sisters back in the early 80s. While each chapter can stand alone, it will be best if you start at the beginning and read them all, they tend to build upon each previous story.
The work week was over, it was late afternoon when I got home, showered, and then thought about some company for the evening, (read SEX). I called Debbie and Saras house and there was no answer. (remember that this was before cell phones). Disappointed, I headed out to the mall. For a while, I had been pondering the notion of buying some lingerie for both girls, but to be honest, I had felt a little self-conscious about buying women's underwear. This time, I walked into a large department store, then wandered into the women's dept, and then past the lingerie. I gazed longingly at the huge selection of bras, panties, slips etc., but just couldn't muster the balls to buy women's underwear...
I kicked myself in the ass as I walked out of the store empty handed. I wandered through the main mall past camera stores, shoe stores, cigar stores, the whole list. Suddenly, I was standing in front of a stand-alone lingerie store called "Temptations". "Fuck it" I said to myself, "You spend half of your life drooling over lingerie, man up and buy something for "The Girls!"
With renewed resolve, I walked in and looked around. Aside from one couple in the back of the store and the salesclerk, I was alone. As I looked at a display of bras and panties, I was approached by the salesgirl, a stunning brunette who walked over and introduced herself, "Hi, I'm Jen, can I help you select something?"
I swallowed and nervously replied, "Yes, I want to buy something for my girlfriend, but I've never bought women's underwear before, and I have to admit that I'm a little uncomfortable."
"That's understandable, but there is nothing to be embarrassed about." Jen reassured me, "Let me guide you through your first purchase. Let's start with a few questions, do you know her size, or will you need to guess?"
"No, have her sizes" I said, "the other night, when we had been in bed, she got up to use the bathroom, I used that time to look at the tags on the bra and panties that she had worn. She is a 34B and a size 6 panty."
"See," Jen said, "we are already on our way. Now, were you looking for a bra and panty set, or are you looking for something else?"
Feeling a little more comfortable, I answered, "Yes, let's start with the bra and panties, if it goes over well, I'll be back for more."
Jen led me to a round display table with all sorts of panties neatly arranged in circles, the different colors organized like a color wheel. I tried to be nonchalant but inside, my heart was beating a mile a minute, pumping hormones, and making my dick misbehave! I had never been so close to so much lingerie before and now I felt like I had a license to be there so long as Jen was by my side. All those styles, all those colors, nothing but panties, fuck did this turn me on! I wanted to scoop up hands full of panties, wrap them around my cock and jerk off with them, my head swooned with just the thought of it!
"You know, most ladies will appreciate satin, it is just so luxurious!" Jen snapped me out of my fantasies, holding up a pair of snow white, satin and lace bikini panties, then handing them to me. "This is in size 6, your girlfriends' size. Feel how lovely this fabric is, just the finest blend of nylon, rayon, polyester. This fabric was once used solely by Barbizon, but now many other manufacturers are licensing it for their use. I actually prefer it over silk as it maintains its shine after washing and it doesn't need to be drycleaned."
I held them in my expectant hands, the fabric was just magic to me. I didn't tell Jen that I had experience with this fabric, and I certainly wasn't going to mention that Debbie and Sara had dressed me up in panties made from this uncredible satin.
Feeling emboldened, I took a moment to savor the beauty of these magical panties. Cut in a bikini style, there was a triangular shaped panel of floral lace in the front, the rest was just pure heavenly satin. I rubbed the satin between my fingers, I imagined what Debbie or Sara would look like in them. I could imagine eating either of their pussys while they wore these panties. My cock still would not behave.
"Yes," I blurted out, "I would like to buy these, shouldn't we find a bra to match?"
"Certainly." Jen assured me, "but first, which color would you like, or perhaps which colors would you like?"
I wanted to take the whole table, but common sense prevailed. "I think that I will stay with white," I said, "they both look great in white."
Jen had a curious look on her face, "Both?" she asked.
Realizing that I had let the cat out of the bag, "Yes," I admitted, "I've got two girlfriends."
"Careful," Jen warned, "That can be trouble when they discover each other! ...and you know that they will!"
"It's even more complicated than that," I confided, "I don't want to commit to one over the other."