Chapter 1

It's Friday 17th of November 2006 my baby will celebrate his birthday tomorrow but I will give him his present tonight, I have already planned the whole evening. I am waiting for him in our bedroom with plenty of surprises, I haven't told him what I am planning although he has been nagging me to spill it out. The dinner is set with dessert hidden in our walk in closet. You want to know what it is? Well I'll tell you.

I've always admired skimpy panties and underwear, although I only dared to try them only once and it was excoriating for me but I simply love them. I haven't told my husband this before so I thought it would be a hell of a surprise for him to see me in such an outfit. He had never said anything on the subject but what can I say men are men. He will simply lose his mind once seeing me in something skimpy or subtly revealing.

Having my mind set on this I went shopping in a lingerie store at the nearest mall. I entered the first store I found- not very shopping smart you can say- there was standing a tiny salesgirl, I could tell she wasn't over 19 or something but was ragingly beautiful. The store was empty except for the girl, me and a customer about to leave with tons of bags, I decided to look around to see if something catches my eyes till she finishes.

On the racks were hundreds of different lingerie items and stuff I couldn't place where it should go on some woman's body. I found the row of g-strings and looked through them. They are HOT but simply irritating as I thought of the time I tried them on. Ok no g-strings for me, moving next to bra and panties sets.

Now that's business, there are different colors and styles. I was sure I could find something that fits my needs and still looks sexy. But I was suddenly dumbstruck, as I didn't know my sizes. I knew my bra size but panties oh nooo, how was I supposed to pick one now. I usually pick medium sized plain panties and I knew nothing of my actual size.

I looked at the salesgirl for help but I could see she was busy with the last customer who was viewing what looked like an ordering catalogue. Now this will take time and I had to finish shopping for my baby's birthday stuff, I collected several sizes of panties and decided to figure out my size by trial and error. Major mistake as it turned out to be, inside the changing cubicle I took off my skirt and plain panties and replaced it with the pair of panties that visually should've fitted me. It was too small and even didn't rise to my thighs; I went again with a larger size. This one was too large around the waist.

I went on and on, trying different pairs and even measuring them against my plain panties to figure out which will fit. I heard voices saying goodbyes outside and knew the woman just left, so I called the girl while hiding my body away from the front of the curtain.

"Miss, can you help me?"

She didn't answer so I thought she may haven't heard me so I put on my skirt leaving the panties off and exited the cubicle to see where she was. I saw no one outside so I called again, but this time I felt someone tap on my shoulder and say,

"Here I am. How can I help you?"

I turned to see her standing behind me and holding a measuring tape, "well I can't tell what size I wear, can you figure that out?"

"Sure thing, but isn't it rather strange that a sexy lady like yourself doesn't know her measurements?"

I blushed a little and made up a story that my current underwear seems to be in a wrong size. She didn't believe this of course but let it be.

"Well step in the cubicle and let me do my magic" she said while pushing me back in there, I felt her words somewhat out of place but as long as she knows what to do I wasn't going to say a thing.

"Now take off all of your clothing please, miss" she said, I hesitated but thought about it. It actually made sense, how else was she going to take my measurements and eventually took off my clothes.

"Nice" she said, "What wouldn't I do for a body like that." I got embarrassed by her words, I have a great body and all but not to that extent.

"Thanks, can you fit me into something now?"

"Lets get down to business then, hold up your arms if you will"

I did as told and she circled my breasts with her tape and scribbled something away on her notebook. I thought that was it but she kept on holding the tape tighter and tighter around my breasts.

"Ouch," It was really tight now,

"Oh sorry, did it hurt you" she said, removing the tape then holding each breast in one hand and massaged it softly.

"It's a bit tight, but it's ok now" I said but she didn't let go of my breasts.

"I can be reckless at times, does it feel better?" she asked pretty innocently but the way she was holding and massaging my breasts was very distant from innocent.

"I'm fine, is it over yet" I asked her to get my globes out from her hands.

"Not yet sweetie I have other stuff to measure," she answered while circling the tape around my breast, and writing down in her notebook. That was fast and harmless I thought but my thoughts were far from what did next.

She held my left nipple with her thumb and forefinger, and then she squeezed a bit hard till she got my nipple standing as a rock all through my moans.

"Now that won't do," she said, in a bit irritated tone. And she dropped her head to my nipple's level and circled it with her mouth.

"What are you doing, get off me at once" I shouted at her, although deep inside my gut was beginning to stir and some places started to get wet.

She looked up at me, with my nipple still in her mouth and formed a sexy {O} with her lips and moved it to my other nipple. I was startled with her reaction and stood frozen.

"Now, now you seem to enjoy this" she said smiling at me, "let's finish what you are here for and then we will see what else can we do"

And by that she dropped onto her knees and looked straight into my bush. I felt her hands moving around my waist with the tape and scribbling in her notebook. Next she measured around my buttocks, and then I felt her hand tapping at my thigh I got the message and spread my legs a bit wider for her. She positioned the tape between my thighs, till it reached my bush from one side and my arsehole from the other.

"All done around here" she said as she removed the tape swiftly from between my legs making slick noises due to my juices. She exited the cubicle and took my hand and led me outside.

"I can't go out like this" I said nervously, "Someone might see me"

She didn't care and pulled the curtain away to show me that no one was outside and that she had locked the shop. Then She left me standing alone naked and surrounded by all sorts of underwear.