A Break from Reality part 2 – Lingerie Shopping
This is an FF4M audio, no *** but plenty of teasing. The listener is the husband from our first part, Setting the Rules. First speaker is his wife, the narrator of the first part, and Terri, a sales assistant at Victoria’s Secret. Terri is younger than the couple. Unknown to the listener, his wife has already called ahead and spoken to Terri to give her an idea of what she has planned. The audio starts as the couple approach the shop. Some basic street sounds can be in the background. I will preface the wife’s lines with W and Terri’s with T.
W: “It’s so good we were able to get settled into the hotel nice and early yesterday, so we have the whole day clear. I don’t think we could have asked for a better place for our honeymoon – the weather is beautiful, the hotel is luxurious and there’s so much to do around here. I’m really looking forward to the beach tomorrow. But I know you’ve really been looking forward to this. We’re going to get you a whole wardrobe of lingerie today!”
W: “Don’t shush me! Nobody is listening to our conversation and, even if they were, so what? If you want to wear pretty panties and lacy bras that’s no one’s business but ours. The only person’s opinion you need to worry about on this honeymoon is mine, and I love that you are willing to embrace your feminine side. Anyway, here we are. Mind yourself inside – if you embarrass me again like that I won’t be so forgiving.”
W: “Now, just wait here a moment. I want to check up on something inside. I’ll be back in a moment.”
Brief pause while she leaves him on the street. She is soon back. As they enter, the street sounds should fade. From this point on the wife adopts a tone a little like a mother dealing with a child.
W: “Ok, honey, in we go. Now, the first thing we need is panties, enough for the whole two weeks. But I don’t just want a couple of packs of basic panties. You need to take your time and get a nice selection of really pretty panties in different styles. Some briefs, some boyshorts, a couple of thongs. I think you would look really hot with your chastity cage in a thong.”
Some appropriate sounds can be in the background – just anything you might hear in a store, but also some occasional giggling, to sound like women are overhearing and laughing at the husband, would be good.
W: “Oh, look at these, honey! This red lace would suit you beautifully. And there’s a matching bra – I’m not sure I could keep my hands off you if you dressed up in these! Honey, I want you to choose the things you like but I really would love to see you wear this set. But we need to get you the right size. What’s your bra size?”
W: “You don’t know? Really? Well, that’s no good. We need to make sure we have the right size. Come back another time? No, I don’t think so. I really wanted to get everything bought today, we only have two weeks and I don’t want to waste a single day of this honeymoon. I’m sure someone can help. Let’s ask that girl there. Miss? Excuse me, miss?”
Terri comes over. She has been briefed on what is going on by the wife, but she has been told to pretend she does not know her.
T: “Yes, madam, how can I help?”
W: “My husband wants to get some lingerie today and we want to make sure we get the right bra size.”
T: “Of course, madam, what size are you?”
W: “Oh no, not for me. He wants some nice lingerie for himself, don’t you honey? Come on, answer the nice lady – what’s your name, sweetheart?”
T: “Terri, madam.”
W: “Answer Terri. That’s better. Anyway, could you fit him, please? I always think it’s best to be professionally fitted for a bra, there’s nothing worse than an uncomfortable fit.”
T: “Oh, I totally agree madam. And, of course, we can measure him up today, I have considerable experience helping sissies get fitted correctly. If you will both follow me.”
T: “Ok, if you would like to come into the fitting room, I will measure you up, there should be just about room for all three of us.”
W: “Oh, that’s ok dear, I want to have a look over here, so I’ll leave you both two it. You go in and let Terri take your measurements and I’ll see you in a moment.”
T: “Ok, if you could just take off your shirt and raise your arms I’ll begin.”
Abruptly, Terri’s tone changes a little here, becoming more forceful and less professional.
T: “I said, shirt off sissy. Now. That’s better. Now, lift your arms up and I’ll begin. The first thing we need to do is measure your band size.”
T: “You know, you are very lucky. Not many women know how to handle a sissy like you, or would want to. She’s got you all locked up, hasn’t she? I hope you show your appreciation.”
T: “Ok, that’s all good. Now, *** size is pretty easy in your case, since you’re pretty flat. We might have to do some more measuring if she gets you some ****** forms. Or perhaps she’ll get you started on hormones. Would you like that, growing some real ******* of your own? I bet you would. Anyway, I think we’re good here. Try this on.”
T; “You’re going to have to learn to do better than that. You need to get used to putting your bra on and off but I’m sure you’ll get plenty of practice. Ok, that looks good. Try moving around a bit. Lift your arms up and down, see how if fits in different positions. You know, you’re pretty cute for a sissy but I still can’t believe you married such a gorgeous woman. You know she still needs to get ****** by a real man, don’t you? At least once in a while. You make sure you understand that, don’t be a little bitch about it when the time comes.”
T: “Ok, I think we have found your size. I’ll just let your wife know. Don’t take that off yet, I have a feeling she’ll want to see you in it. I’ll just go and get her.”
A moment later Terri and the wife return.
W: “Oh, that looks absolutely darling, it really suits you honey. I like that colour on you as well. We’ll definitely take that. And while you were being fitted I found a few more things for you. Now, pop your shirt back on and then come out, we just have a couple more things to buy. You don’t mind if he leaves that one on for now, do you Terri? Just add it to the bill.”
T: “That’s fine, I think he’ll be more comfortable that way anyway.”
W: “Thank you Terri, we’ll join you at the checkout in a few moments.”
Wife’s tone changes a little. She speaks lower and with more genuine concern.
W: “You ok, honey? You’ve gone very red. You let me know if this really gets too much, ok? Good.”
Back to the more dominant tone again.
W: “Now, there is one more thing I want you to get. You remember that nice woman we met last night, Sandy? Well, I agreed we are going to play tennis with her and her husband tomorrow and I want you to be wearing a bra under your tennis whites. Don’t worry, you can pick it out, it’s totally up to you which one.”
W: “You’re sure? It’s very plain. Just that plain white one. Okay, honey, if that’s the one you want that’s fine. Now let’s go and pay for them.”
W: “Thank you very much Terri, how much do we owe? And I think you deserve a nice tip for your excellent service. Doesn’t she honey? You say thank you now, she took the trouble to get you all measured up properly, after all. Did he behave himself? Really? Good, glad to hear it. Ok, thanks again, you have a good day now.”

T: “Thank you very much, madam. And thank you, sissy. I hope to see you both again.”