Showing posts with label sissy girl. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sissy girl. Show all posts

Friday, 10 July 2020

Date with Mick


We spent the afternoon shopping in a distant shopping centre, we both had stockings and bras on, and the girlyist blouses we thought we could get away with. We went around primark, tkmax, next and H&M daring each other to look, feel, try and buy clothes. I picked a pencil skirt for you that was dark purple and had a faux leather panel (and lined as well!), a cute bolero cardigan in black (first one you tried was too small and the assistant got you the bigger size while I giggled behind the shoe rack), then I saw a gorgeous pink satin peplum blouse that was so you so I made you try it on and come out and show me!


You picked me a flared pleated skirt because my blouse looked like a school girls and a handbag from primark that had baby written in sequins which you made me put my wallet and phone in and carry around, then in tkmax you found me an adorable coat as you knew I had a thing for coats, it was dark, heavy, big butterfly shoulders and v necked and a belt above the flared skirt. I was in love with it. Once we had shopped out and had coffee we went to the hotel.


We drank and played for a few hours, kissing, sucking, fucking etc then you decided that we should take things further, I got the short straw and you dressed me in the new skirt, the biggest bra I had stuffed with water filled balloons then a thin high neck pale pink jumper, I wore my hooped earrings and pearls and you helped me into my new coat. You made sure I did not forget my handbag.

You  walked me past reception and the bar and then outside into the now quite shopping precinct and carpark. We stood in the shadows smoking and the air was cold round my legs as the skirt was quite short. It was not long before I needed to pee but you would not let me go back in. I could not hold it any longer so lifted my skirt out of the way and sort of squatted and just let go, piss filled my satin panties and streamed down my stockings, you put your hand on my cock and felt it gushing. Once I stopped we held and kissed, you took my panties off and wanked me a bit with them and then started to lick them, then you knelt down and started to suck me until I was fully erect.
Then it was time to go back in…..

Wednesday, 5 November 2014

SISSY SHOPPING SUCCESS

My heart was pounding just walking into the town centre knowing what I was going to do. I felt excited and scared all mixed together. As I entered Primark I clocked where the pleated skirts were, quite near the door which was a shame as anyone passing the doors might glance in and I now plenty of people in the town during a lunchtime.

First I went to the boys PJ section as I needed to buy some for my son, it really helped having a proper job to be doing while in the shop. Once I got them then I looked for Christmas socks, it was good cover for the lace topped socks I wanted to get. After a walk round the shoe/hosiery section I found the socks, bit small but only £1 worth a try, might look cute over black stockings and in my heels.

Then came the big test, back though lingerie (I had to as that where the escalator is!) mmmm lots of nice bra's! Down to the skirts, green/blue checks or the grey and red line checks. I went for the one with the red as would match my blazer. I had to sort through the rack to find a 16 which looked about right, not too big. A couple of young ladies had a bit of a giggle while I was checking the sizes but I felt ok with my shopping list in my hand.

Then I went back upstairs to the customer service to take back a bra for my wife. It was empty which was fine by me, the assistant came over and I showed her the receipt for the bra and told her I wanted to buy the PJ's, skirt and girly socks. While she sorted them I noticed the skirt was actually a size 12 on a size 16 hanger (oops school girl error) so I asked if I could change it, no problem she said and had a look on the returns rack and said she only had a 20. So off I went down the escalator again, into the ladieswear, hunt for the skirt, bottom shelf at the back. The 16 looked big so went for the 14, a few more stairs from the ladies, then back up to customer services and there was a queue! Two ladies and a young man, so I stood at the back nest to the man and his jeans with my short pleated skirt in hand. The man turned to me and said "I think she is waiting for your skirt" pointing to the desk. Sure enough, I went forward and she took the skirt folded it and popped it in the bag. I paid for them, signed the return and was out of there all red faced and flustered but what a buzz!

Back at work I sneaked out to the toilet and went into the cubicle, dropped my trousers and tried the skirt on, it fitted snugly, sits high on my hips which keeps it short and the lining is delightful. Cant wait to model it. I snapped a picky with my mobile and changed back. Yeah for my girly power!

Tuesday, 1 April 2014