I’m lucky enough to say I’m happily married, and have been since we first met 9 years ago. My husband means the world to me, and we both like to keep things fresh and sexy in the bedroom.
One way I like to do this is to buy new lingerie.
I like to slowly undress for him, tease him and show off my body. It’s a huge turn-on for me to see his reaction, and his erection. It is so hot to watch his soft cock start to grow and swell, getting harder until it’s at full attention, knowing it was my body that did that.
I try to get a new set of underwear once a month, and I never buy it when he’s with me as I like to keep it a surprise for him. I like browsing a number of shops in my town, and there’s a certain few that I usually buy my lingerie from. One evening after work, I decided to go to some shops in a different part of the town, and I happened to find a new clothing shop.
I hadn’t intended to shop for clothes, but I had time and thought I would have a browse and see what they had. At that time in the evening the shop was quiet, so it was nice just to have a leisurely wander through the aisles and see if anything took my fancy.
I got to the lingerie section, and was pleasantly surprised at the style and quality of the selection. I started to look more closely at what was on offer, seeing if there was anything I thought my husband would enjoy. There were numerous styles, colours and materials, but a number of them caught my eye.
I picked up three bras in my size, 36D, and found the matching underwear. As I’d not bought from this shop before, I thought it would be best to try them on to make sure they were a good fit.
I headed to the counter and asked the shop assistant if I could try them on. She smiled happily and pointed me towards the changing rooms, saying her name was Emma and if I needed help to just give her a shout.
The changing rooms were at the back of the shop, and consisted of a little corridor with two curtain-covered cubicles. Both were empty so I just went into the first, and hung the lingerie on the hanger.
I took off my coat and jacket and removed my white blouse.
I reached back and undid the clasp of my basic white bra, letting my breasts hang free and felt a sense of relief after wearing it all day.
I looked at my body in the full length mirror and smiled – not bad for a mother in my mid-30’s.
I picked up the first bra – a white-lace full-cup style. The material was soft, and was actually more sheer than I realised. My large pink nipples and areolas were clearly visible. I knew my husband would love seeing me in this, and without thinking I imagined his hard cock. I felt the familiar rush come over me as I got turned on, and saw my long nipples harden to nearly an inch.
This bra was definitely a keeper, so I took it off and hung it with the matching underwear.
I took the second bra, but looked in the mirror before putting it on. My breasts have always been my best asset. Seeing them hang free with my hard nipples was just increasing my arousal.
I put the second bra on – a black-satin balconette style with white-lace designs. This was a more classy bra, and looked elegant as well as sexy. It accentuated my shape, and it was nice and comfortable. I decided I would get this one also.
By this point I could feel the hint of wetness in my underwear. Not only are my nipples long, they are sensitive. Putting on and taking off the bras were creating a pleasant sensation.
I grabbed the third bra, and tried it on. This was a red-cotton full-cup style with black details.
It felt snug and was pushing my breasts together, and my cleavage looked fantastic. But it felt a little too tight. I took it off and decided the next size up might be better, so I shouted for Emma.
After a moment I heard her enter the corridor and asked how she could help. I pushed my head through the curtain and explained the situation, and gave her the bra. I stood looking at my reflection, waiting for her to return. I was absent mindedly thinking of my husband when she shouted through the curtain that she had the next size up for me.
Without thinking, I opened the curtain to take I from her. Standing there topless, nipples hard, I only realised what I’d done when I saw her reaction. I quickly took the bra and apologised to her.
She seemed flustered but said not to worry about it.
I should have been embarrassed, but instead it was a bit of a rush. I couldn’t resist taking a nipple between my thumb and finger and teasing it. I was fully aroused and there was a definite wetness in my underwear.
I put the bra on, and this time it was a better fit. My breasts looked full with a great shape and my cleavage looked amazing. I knew my husband would enjoy this one, so I decided to get all three sets.
I got changed back into my work attire, put on my coat and headed to the counter with the lingerie in hand. Emma still seemed a little embarrassed , but remained professional and scanned the items.
After paying for them, I made my way out of the shop, looking forward to getting home to my husband. The wetness in my underwear made for an interesting walk back to the car.
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