The invitation

Jack almost didn’t hear her as he was overcome by the sensation of the silk stockings and knickers against his freshly shaved skin. As he turned around he had to admit that, not only did it feel amazing, it looked good as well.

“ OK. It fits. You can go now so I can take it off,” Jack said hurriedly. He realised that his penis was starting to swell in the white satin panties that he was wearing and while that would have been embarrassing enough in front of Sally, the thought of standing in the changing rooms wearing women’s underwear and having an erection in front of the sales assistant was mortifying.

“What’s wrong honey?” Sally asked with a face of pure innocence. “There’s no rush is there? We can take as long as we want. Can’t we Emma?”

“Oh yes,” the sales assistant answered. We are quite quiet at the moment and there is no reason to rush. It’s important to ensure that you are completely happy with your purchases and so you should take as long as you want.”

Jack was horrified. He could feel the blood surging in his cock and the organ swell within the panties. In a few moments it would become obvious to the two women who were once again fussing over his bra straps and suspender belt. He tried to think of anything to take his mind off the sensation off the soft material caressing his smooth skin, but to no avail.

“Oh look,” said Sally. “He’s getting hard.”

“Oh that’s perfectly normal madam. Many of our special customers have that reaction, especially the first time.”

Jack was more than half erect now, and his cock had uncurled from where it had rested in the satin panties. Now it was approaching the top of the flimsy garment and it was clear that it would shortly be poking out of the top.

“Do you like it honey? Asked Sally. “It seems as though you do!”

Jack was mortified and mumbles something about it not being weird and that he couldn’t control it.