Part 6
I did as i was told and got in the car. My head was spinning! Bras?? Panties were one thing, but bras?? How will I pull this off without anyone knowing? As we were driving to the department store, she told me that I would have to tell the clerk that I was here for my bra fitting appointment. What?? I can't do that? What if someone sees me? Can't we just pick some out that look like they would fit? No, she said, if your going to be wearing these bras, you need to have a proper fit. You're the one who wanted this when you chose panties.
Much to my dismay, she pulled into the parking lot of the closest department store to our home. Why couldn't we go somewhere farther from home, I protested? Because I don't want to waste my whole day, she replied. Besides, you might as well start getting used to people knowing, many will be able to spot your bra line under your shirt when you're wearing one. My stomach went into knots and my throat got dry, I knew I was in trouble now.
We parked and she ordered me out of the car. Luckily for me it was right as the store was opening for the day and there weren't many cars in the lot. We went inside and headed for the Intimates Department. I was shaking a n my palms were sweaty. I approached the clerk at the counter. She was a pretty younger woman, probably 10 years younger than me. She asked, how can I help you today sir? I paused, trying to gain my composure, and said I-I-I'm...uh...hh-here for a b-b-bra fitting. She got a big smile on her face, nearly giggling saying, sure! Let me get the person in charge of that, wait right here. She walked over to an older lady that was stocking some various lingerie and was quietly talking to her as they looked at me kind of smiling. The older lady approached me and said in a business like manner, are you ready for your bra fitting sweetie? I about died, y-yes, I said. She took a measuring tape from around her neck and had mt put my arms out to take my measurements. I was shaking uncontrollably. Relax, she said, you're not the first guy I've measured, this will only take a minute. My wife was grinning from ear to ear!
Once my measurements were complete, she asked if we needed assistance in picking out some pretty bras for me. My wife chimed in and said, sure! Show us what you have in his size! We went through rack after rack of various bras. The clerk asked my wife if there were any in particular that she liked. My wife turned to me and said, pick out a couple you like sissy! I chose a couple of very plain tshirt bras in white and beige, hoping that would be good enough. My wife said, those are ok, but you need some prettier bras than that! She picked out a very lacy white bra and another in pink. Would you like me to take you to the fitting rooms to try them on? The clerk asked. Of course, my wife said...more to come...