Fun at the department store!!!
Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2011 8:33 pm
Ok, a bit about myself; I've always like women's lingerie. Nylons, panties, bras etc. I guess growing up with sisters, being around them influenced me. Well it's been touch and go over the years, started out in my early teens trying on their panties and bras.
Never really was able to explore it, but over the past couple years I've been trying on my wife's stuff, then buying nylons and thigh-highs, and other lingerie to dress up in.
Well, my wife suspected, I guess she found some of her things out of place. Then she found I'd been in her make-up, which really did not sit well. She really was upset. I tried to share it with her, she wanted nothing to do with it, and forbid me from using her stuff, so fine.
Frustrated, while out shopping over the holidays, we'd pass the cosmetic department in one of the local mall department stores. It got me to thinking.
Not knowing what or how to put anything on, I became fixated on the idea of just going to the department store and talking to the cosmetic girl and ask her if she would make me up and show me how.
Had a day off during the past week, so I called ahead and explained to the girl what I wanted. She said, sure, told me to ask for her by name.
So I went, as you say in drab. Tight levi's and a dark navy long-sleeve crew neck. I got there and my heart was racing. The girl was about 25, blonde and from Eastern Europe (very attractive). After doing a loop through the store (which was busier than I expected) I stopped and introduced myself.
She asked how I wanted to look, mild, or wild. I said I wasn't sure, I want you to make me hot, sexy. She asked if I wanted just lipstick and eyeliner, or everything. Everything I said, I want to look like a woman.
She had me sit down, and of course customers were walking by. Women, men, older women, women pushing babies in strollers.
My heart raced. I had what I'd say rehearsed if someone I knew walked by (masquerade party).
And she began, first the refreshing clear stuff, then the moisturizer, then the foundation, powder, then the eye-prep, eye-liner, mascara, eyebrows, etc.
Then the blush, lipstick pencil, then the lipstick, and 40 minutes later I was done.
I got some interesting looks from some customers, most men would do a double, then head in the other direction. I didn't care!
It was exciting. One of the older sales women across the hall in lingerie definitely had an attitude, again didn't care.
I got a few things, thanked her and left. Went home put on a blonde wig, primped the hair a bit, and I looked great! The doorbell rang and it was the UPS guy, I had to sign for a package.
So I did, I didn't want to go pick it up later. Shocking!
Now I can't stop thinking about shaving my legs and getting waxed!
I looked great, I have a friend that is a girl, and sent her a few pictures, and she raved about them.
Take care, sincerely Gwen!
Never really was able to explore it, but over the past couple years I've been trying on my wife's stuff, then buying nylons and thigh-highs, and other lingerie to dress up in.
Well, my wife suspected, I guess she found some of her things out of place. Then she found I'd been in her make-up, which really did not sit well. She really was upset. I tried to share it with her, she wanted nothing to do with it, and forbid me from using her stuff, so fine.
Frustrated, while out shopping over the holidays, we'd pass the cosmetic department in one of the local mall department stores. It got me to thinking.
Not knowing what or how to put anything on, I became fixated on the idea of just going to the department store and talking to the cosmetic girl and ask her if she would make me up and show me how.
Had a day off during the past week, so I called ahead and explained to the girl what I wanted. She said, sure, told me to ask for her by name.
So I went, as you say in drab. Tight levi's and a dark navy long-sleeve crew neck. I got there and my heart was racing. The girl was about 25, blonde and from Eastern Europe (very attractive). After doing a loop through the store (which was busier than I expected) I stopped and introduced myself.
She asked how I wanted to look, mild, or wild. I said I wasn't sure, I want you to make me hot, sexy. She asked if I wanted just lipstick and eyeliner, or everything. Everything I said, I want to look like a woman.
She had me sit down, and of course customers were walking by. Women, men, older women, women pushing babies in strollers.
My heart raced. I had what I'd say rehearsed if someone I knew walked by (masquerade party).
And she began, first the refreshing clear stuff, then the moisturizer, then the foundation, powder, then the eye-prep, eye-liner, mascara, eyebrows, etc.
Then the blush, lipstick pencil, then the lipstick, and 40 minutes later I was done.
I got some interesting looks from some customers, most men would do a double, then head in the other direction. I didn't care!
It was exciting. One of the older sales women across the hall in lingerie definitely had an attitude, again didn't care.
I got a few things, thanked her and left. Went home put on a blonde wig, primped the hair a bit, and I looked great! The doorbell rang and it was the UPS guy, I had to sign for a package.
So I did, I didn't want to go pick it up later. Shocking!
Now I can't stop thinking about shaving my legs and getting waxed!
I looked great, I have a friend that is a girl, and sent her a few pictures, and she raved about them.
Take care, sincerely Gwen!
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