Easyvirtue
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As a crossdresser I’ve always wanted to get a text from my wife telling me to go pick something new out for me to wear on my way home. Stopping at Lane Bryant, I walk in, store is pretty empty. I make my way to the lingerie section. I browse for a bit and a woman, the sales clerk, approaches. “You must be David.” I’m taken back and I mutter “yes.”
“Your wife said you’d be by today, about this time so I took a guess, please follow me.”
She takes me to the dressing room, I pause, she looks back and says, “it’s fine, please come with me.” I follow her to the last dressing room in the back. She opened the door to show me a room full of panties, bras, other shape wear and clothing already hanging on the hooks.
“I took the liberty to pick some items out we both thought you’d like, please, take your time, and try on anything you like if not all of it, and if you need any help please press that button and I will be back at a moments notice to help, in any way I can.!”
“Your wife said you’d be by today, about this time so I took a guess, please follow me.”
She takes me to the dressing room, I pause, she looks back and says, “it’s fine, please come with me.” I follow her to the last dressing room in the back. She opened the door to show me a room full of panties, bras, other shape wear and clothing already hanging on the hooks.
“I took the liberty to pick some items out we both thought you’d like, please, take your time, and try on anything you like if not all of it, and if you need any help please press that button and I will be back at a moments notice to help, in any way I can.!”
