Chapter 4, from a series which includes Games we Played, Games We Played - Interlude, and Games We Played - Hypnotized.
"Do you want to go shopping with me?"
Laura was standing in the doorway, wearing a yellow half top and a white skirt which hung loose about her narrow hips. Her blonde hair was straight and hung down around her face. She had never asked me this before.
"Where?" I asked.
"I just want to go to the Enclosed Mall. I want company."
I wasn't doing anything, and we were spending more and more time together. In fact a person watching us today from eight months earlier would not see the same two people occupying this space. We shared the bathroom now in the morning. It was her standing at the mirror scrubbing and exfoliating, wearing only her panties while I readied for the shower. Some mornings we shared the shower, "to save water." Weekends I would take the morning papers, sneak into her room and climb under her covers and gently caress her soft skin until she woke, kiss her on the nose and feed her coffee as she read the paper. She kissed my neck now in greeting in the kitchen. The house was ours, mom and dad had been in Florida all winter, then somewhere in California during the spring, and most recently, for the hell of it, decided to take a cruise to watch whales somewhere.
She was still in the doorway blinking her eyes at me, smiling.
"Uh, yeah sure, just a second." I was without shirt, just jeans and no shoes.
She drove, we had the radio playing in the background. "Thanks. I really need a Man's advice on some outfits."
I said, "I'm your brother."
She looked over at me, and I realized. "Well, I am," I continued.
She changed the subject, "Do you think I'm sexy?"
"Uh, Yeah, sure I think your s-sexy."
She looked at me.
"You certainly have an effect on me. That's the best kind of sexy," I added as I kissed her cheek then neck. She smiled.
"Well, I want to look sexy this summer. Will you help? I was thinking of starting at Victoria Secrets, we'll work from the inside out."
Interesting, I thought.
When we arrived, the Victoria Secret store was right at the entrance. We went inside and I casually looked around to see if we might know someone. I was very nervous about that for some reason.
"It might be a little odd if someone sees me here with you in this underwear store," I said.
"It's lingerie," she corrected, but otherwise ignored me.
The place is a veritable paradise for a guy. Who cares that it's a bunch of foam models showing off the underwear (lingerie), just the shape of a fine foam ass modeling thong panties can solidly get a guy off, especially one my age. I loved looking around at the women shopping, imagining what they would look like in whatever it was they were perusing or holding. I loved touching the cotton, muslin, lace, silk. . . .
"Get over here, I wanted your help."
She started at the bras. She was touching and alternately holding onto various bras, holding some against her chest, checking tags.
I said, "I would go for saucy wench."
Without stopping her search she said, "you're on the right track."
And so, I helped. I picked out tiger print panties, and pointed out the special padded bras which the ads said would push the breasts together 'saucy wench style.' Then I picked up some thong bikinis and held them out to her. "Have you tried these?" Her eyes got wide. No she never had. So I grabbed several of those. I didn't realize it but she had wandered off.
When she next appeared she said, "How about this?"
