Well seeing a hot chick try on clothes cloud prove interesting, so why not? "Sure, just as long as you don't make me try on a man thong or something."
"Common it's this way." She got up and grabbed my hand to drag me alone. I didn't really have a chance to respond and had no warning. In seconds I was being dragged alone the floor of the mall to some unknown destination.
Well it turns out it was some 'mom and pop' ladies wear store in the middle of the mall. It was called 'Fantasies' and specialized in evening wear, lingerie, etc. I was somewhat surprised she brought me here sine this place was pretty expensive. Looking around I was the only male in the store; the closest males were all outside about half a store away probably waiting for their wives and girlfriends inside.
About six times she spotted several other things she wanted to try on, different dresses and shoes. I made the mistake of thinking that was what she wanted to show me. When she finally got to the dress she hesitated for a minute, wondering if she had any shoes to go with it.
"Well worst case scenario is that you have to buy another pair."
"Not a bad idea," she said, and pranced off to the dressing rooms. Not a bad idea for her.
If I thought being in a store full of women with a chick trying on cloths was bad, this was much worse. Now I was in a women's store alone, and looked either like a pervert or a cross dresser. Do they even make women's clothing that would fit me? A few women who had just walked into the store gave me funny looks, but the older women behind the counter gave me nothing but sympathy. I guess she had seen this happen before.
It took a little longer than expected but Elizabeth came back wearing a small black cocktail dress. I ran my eyes from the bottom up and was thoroughly...impressed. It was a little too short on her to be considered modest, covering only the top quarter of her legs. It even had a slit that ran to her arse. It was completely open backed and had a slit in the front that ran to just above her belly button. How it covered her tits I do not know since you could see enough to have a wet dream from. It was so tight on her chest that you could see her nipples poking through.
"Well what do you think?" she said as she turned around to give me the full view a few times.
'Of what, you or the dress?' I thought to myself. I positioned myself behind a table full of folded blouses so as not to show of my massive hard on - when she left I would have to re-adjust. "You would definitely turn a lot of heads if you wore that to a party."
"Well this isn't exactly something you wear to too many parties. But I've got something back here you would, let me try I on for you," she said as she went back to change again. I was left alone in the store again and tried to preoccupy myself by pretending Elizabeth was trying on some of the more reveling lingerie for me. This didn't help my erection, but at least no one was looking at me so I could make my pants a little less noticeable.
I was still close to the dressing rooms, so I could hear Elizabeth when she did something wrong. "Shit," she exclaimed.
"Everything all right back there?" I asked.
"Just having trouble fitting into something. I think I got it a size too small."
"Well I could get you a better fitting one," I said back, being careful not to use 'larger' or 'bigger' to describe the next size up, I didn't want to get in trouble.
"Hang on a sec..." she said to me. |