I walked up to the lingerie store at the mall first thing in the morning hoping that it would be fairly empty. I thought of the task I had been set upon to perform. I was to buy a pair of panties and report back to my online Mistress.
Looking inside the store was completely empty except for a young lady fixing up a display. I nervously walked into the store and began browsing the isles. I stopped at a bin full of panties and began to run my fingers across the fabric. I imagined myself kneeling in front of my Mistress, wearing them. She's smiling down at me, telling me how much it pleases her to humiliate myself for her in such a way.
My balls were still aching from all the edgings I had done and only a ruined orgasm to show for any relief. I felt her cock stir.
"Can I help you?" said the voice that snapped me back to reality. I looked up to see the woman standing in front of me. She had a petite frame, yet she had a stunning figure. I was staring at her blouse buttons that were straining to keep her breasts confined. I hadn't noticed I was still fondling the panties.
"Sir, hello? I'm up here!" she waved her hand in front of her face.
Totally embarrassed I began to stammer out a response. "Do you have these in my size?" I asked.
She took them from me without a word and leaned forward exposing her cleavage. She picked out about five or six pair and handed them over to me. "Do you like any of these? They all should fit."
I stood there fumbling the panties in my hands as she walked around the bin and stood next to me. "How about we try them on to make sure." she said with a barely noticeable gleam in her eye.
