Going to College
Chapter Three
So, after I showered, and found my clothes, I got dressed and went off to find Joe. He was sitting in the kitchen area and when he saw me, he smiled at me and asked, "How are you doing?"
"I'm okay."
"Good, so, let's go shopping now and get you ready for class tomorrow."
"I don't know if I'm ready for what you're thinking."
"Don't worry about all that top-of-the-line stuff, Dad owns the company," he said with a chuckle, and then he took my hand and led me out the door. We get out there and he has this pickup truck that takes a ladder to get into. I look at him, "Were's the ladder?"
"Don't worry I'll give you a boost."Ā I started to climb up when I felt his hand go up under my dress, to my bare ass, and he pushed me up. I guess that gave me the incentive to jump in.
"See, you made it okay," he said to me as he climbed in. We took off and headed to the store, where he pulled into this fancy place that I would've never had the money to go into. As we walked in, he told me to get a cart and follow him. As I followed him, I'm looking at the price's and couldn't believe how high they were. He started to pull out skirt to show me and I was shocked so I said to him, "That's not a skirt, that's a belt!"
"Yep," and he threw it in the cart. He picked out a few more skirts and threw them in. Then he went over to the tops and started pulling out some very low, v neck tops, throwing them in as well.Ā As I looked at them, I noticed that some seemed to even have a sheer look to them. He just smiled at me as he threw them in.
"Don't you think that's showing too much?"
"No, I think it might highlight those nipples of yours."
We then moved into an area the had stockings, garter belts, and underwear.Ā He picked out a few pairs of stockings and some garter belts as I looked at some of the panties and bra sets that were in front of me.
"What are you doing?"
"Just looking them over."
"Why? You don't wear them anymore!"
"Not even panties or thongs?"
"Nope. You have all that's needed to be ready," he told me with a wicked grin on his face.
"Some of those skirts are really short, for me not..." and before I could finish, he stated, "I know how short they are."
Then he started to pull out some very short, sheer nighties, so I have to ask. "What do I need them for?"
"We do plan to have pj parties!"
"Those are not pjs!"
"I know," he said as he threw in a couple more.
Then moved to another rack and started to pick out some dresses that were all on the micro mini side and most had a deep v neck.