Date: Sat, 23 Jan 2016 23:39:29 +0000 (UTC) From: Jan None Subject: Shopping for a Bra 2 (Lesnian/Adult Youth, oral, anal, f/F) Warning: Adult Youth, oral, anal, f/F This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts between a young girl and older women. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading, pleasure, or sending it to a friend, but if you wish to re-post them on your own site, please contact the author for permission. Copyright 2016 Jan, All rights reserved Please mail to janmay696@yahoo.com if you have any suggestions for future stories. Shopping for a Bra 2 Buying a girdle By Jan I went to small specialty shop to purchase a new girdle. I told the clerk that I needed a special girdle for 'That special dress.' It was a Tuesday morning and there was no one else in the store. She told me to follow her to the fitting room, and she would be happy to help me. She asked if I had ever worn a girdle before, and I told her that I do wear one occasionally wear it, but I was going to be wearing a tight fitting dress that would show every bulge. (It was not that I fat, but I did have a figure that needed a little help.) She asked me to take off my dress so she could take some easements. After removing my dress I was stand in the cramped booth with her in my bra and panties, while she measured my waist, hips and thighs. When she got around to measuring my hips she asked, "Let's take these down a little, so that I can get an exact measurement!" With that said she put her fingers in the waistband pf my panties and lowered them just below my butt cheeks and enough to expose the top of my bush. I felt the cloth tape measurement around my ass, and her soft hands brushing against my skin. After she finished measuring me she told, "I know just what you need, Wait here, I need to get it form the stock room!" Sitting on the white painted wooden bench in just my underwear the time passed slowly. I was getting impatient before she returned with three different girdles. The clerk helped me try them on over my panties, but I didn't like them. Then she produced from a bag this beautiful white long legged, high waist panty girdle. It was just what I was looking for. Before I put it on the clerk told me to wait, and she left the dressing room for a short time. When she returned she had a pantie shield in hand. I put it on it started just under my brassiere and ended down to mid-thigh. She told me that this type of girdle was best worn without panties and it would be best to try it on without underwear. The same way you plan on wearing it to see if it is going to be comfortable. While I removed my panties, she pressed the panty shield into the crotch of the girdle. I was standing there with just my brassiere and pumps on waiting for her to finish. She helped me pull the girdle up. I felt her hands all over skin on my legs. I would feel my pussy dripping. (Thank GAWD there was a shield in the crotch of the girdle!) I was struggling with the girdle, so she helped me to finish pulling the girdle up. When the girdle was in place I enjoyed the way it gripped my body. Then the clerk made the statement, "Honey it is important that the crotch fit properly or you will never be able to wear it all say. Do you mind if I check?" "Please, I was worried that it would be hard to pull it up and down every time that I have to use the toilet." "That won't be a problem because the girdle has a convenience crotch for that purpose." "I don't understand?" She explained, "I wear the same type of panty girdle!" and lifted her skirt to her waist, opened her legs to show me that her girdle had a split in the crotch, so that I can pee without pulling them down." I almost came when she spread the material of her girdle and I could see her pussy. As she dropped her skirt she said, "Now let's check that fit!" She had me stand on the bench fastened to the back wall and had my spread my legs. She ran her hands all my legs and butt before she used her fingers to probe the crotch of the girdle. I almost ready to have an orgasm when we heard the bell ring, indicating that there was a customer had entered the store. We both agreed quickly that the girdle was a good fit, and she exited the dressing room to wait on the new customer, while I struggle to take off the girdle. When I inspected the interior of the crotch I found that the panty shield was soaked. I sat on the bench and spread my legs, while I did my best to be quiet, while I brought myself to orgasm digitally. When I finished I put my panties and dress back on. When I emerged from the dressing room I saw an older woman talking to the clerk at the checkout counter. I approached them with the new girdle in hand. When the woman move away to check out garments on displays. I discreetly slipped the used panty shield into the hand of the clerk to dispose of. The clerk held the moist panty shield to her nose before she deposited it in the trash can behind the counter. I purchased the girdle and thanked her for her help. She assured me that it had been her pleasure to assist me, as she slipped a business card into my hand. Her personal cell-phone number was hand written on the back of the card. I acknowledged the message with a wink and a squeeze of her hand. I thought about her while I masturbated until my pussy was sore. I waited until nightfall before calling the number. After identifying myself as the woman that bought the girdle we flirted for a bit before I asked her if she wanted to get together to see if we more in common than giedles. 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