Little Miss Jay wrote:Of course, If anyone else wants to do the little task above please do so!
Let me know if you are going to do it though!
I wonder where Coconuts is... He'd like this task! Hee hee!!
and Dix loves underwear *giggles*
Little Miss Jay x
Hey Miss Jay!
Not sure if you saw Mistress D's posts yesterday, but she thought this task was too easy for me since I've done it before so I had the idea of buying matching panties for the two of us. And just in case I needed to defend myself like Aria, I was actually wearing a pair of white panties that I had bought for myself a month or so ago.
Actually Mistress D isn't feeling well today so she wanted me to skip this task at lunch today and just go to her office, bring her lunch and spend the time with her instead. But, since I'd already made up my mind to go through this, I just re-arranged my shedule a little to free up a little time to run out and accomplish this first.
I again chose a Victoria's Secret store (are these common in Europe? They are pretty much everywhere in the U.S.). Like Aria yesterday, I was there when there weren't too many people around, so there were plenty of salesgirls available to ask for help. Mistress D had mentioned earlier this week that she didn't have a lot of pink panties so I had a good idea on color, but not style.
So I found a lacy, sort of standard type of panty in pink that had size petite (for my little wife) and XL (for her not as petite husband). Following Miss Jay's orders, I caught the eye of a girl working there to let her know that I had a question. She came over to me and I asked her if she thought that this style was attractive or if there was something that she might find to be sexier. She said she liked those, but she prefered a different style and led me to a nearby table that had a skimpier, lacier style (definitely more my wife's style too!).
She took the ones I was holding and said, "Oh, these are different sizes, which size did you need?"
This wouldn't have been too bad, but when we moved to a different part of the store, there were now 2 other employees who were easily within earshot. So I just said, "I need one of each." And she looked at me a little oddly and said, "Are you not sure what size you need? These are very different from each other." I could feel myself blushing a little, and it was clear that at least one other girl was watching us now, so I said, "I need both sizes, the small one is for my wife, and the larger one is for me."
The girl who was helping me just smiled and didn't really say anything and picked out the two new pairs in the skimpier style, but two other girls who had overheard both laughed out loud. And then one of them said, "Maybe you should get the hot pink instead of the regular pink! I think it would work better with your skin tone." Followed by more giggling.
"No, I think I'm fine with the regular pink" was about all I could think of to say. If she had said anything about buying white ones, I was ready to show her that I already had a pair, but it didn't come up so I didn't have to go that far.
Fortunately the girl working with me took me right to the cash register and let me pay. She was trying to not make eye contact with me the entire time and I could tell she was struggling to not laugh or giggle. Not that it would have made much difference at this point!
So, as I suspected yesterday, it's definitely a lot more embarassing when they gang up on you. It probably would be easier to go when it's more crowded so the sales girls won't all just be standing around. I may have imagined it, but there was definitely some laughing and giggling as I walked out of the store.
Anyway, I'm now headed over to see Mistress D, to bring her lunch and her new panties (and since I'm already wearing mine, she can compare how we look. Maybe a little laugh will make her feel better!)
So we shouldn't feel bad about him.
