Adventures in shopping

After thanksgiving she decided I needed more than that one outfit so we went shopping. We would go looking around at short skirts, lingerie, tops. It looked as if we were shopping for her. Then I would go into the fitting room with a couple pairs of men’s jeans and wait. She’d come over and hand me a new pair. (Different size supposedly) over the door and there would also be one of the outfits we had looked at. There I am in the men’s fitting room in a thong and stockings trying on tops and skirts, tight shorts and shiny leggings.

Eventually we migrated to lingerie a store where she didn’t even pretend the slutty clothes were for her. She would have me model for the salesgirl who would make suggestions and help get me dolled up. When I said how I didn’t really think guys would be interested she laughed and said guys would love me where we were going. I’d never even been to an adult bookstore before or heard of a gloryhole. I found out about them that night and learned that some have private “viewing” rooms. I don’t know who was viewing but there was a lot of audience participation I can tell you that.