I woke early full of expectation as to what the day would
bring buying clothes and in particular lingerie was becoming a very big thing
and still is, I love going into a shop and buying lingerie for myself it is so exciting.
We went through the usual morning rituals except Nan asked
me to wait to dress as I should wear something a little different, so I hand
breakfast naked except for a white negligee.
After breakfast I went into the bedroom where I sat on the
edge of the bed and waited whilst she went through drawers, finally she found
what she was looking for.
A white panty girdle, she said that I needed to wear that as
it would cover any bulges that might appear in my groin.
I put on the usual Dr. Whites and belt first then slipped on
the girdle it is easy to see why they were called roll-on’s, then a pair of stockings topped
off with a pair of pink lace trimmed French knickers. I had a hard on that was
trying to get out but the girdle held it back so that there was only a slight
bump.
A pink full length petticoat trimmed with black lace, topped
off with a white blouse and pink flared skirt, from the look on my face nan
could tell that I wanted to play with myself, she looked at me a told me to
wait as it would be better later. The pain from my groin was hard to take but
it did subside.
In the sixties there were many shops that sold corsets and
the like these days they have all but disappeared and the current stock of
lingerie is nowhere near as feminine as it was, no petticoats for a start and
that is what I miss the most.
Have helped her get dressed I loved to help her dress
sitting on the edge of the bed holding her knickers as she put her feet in
looking straight into the mound of hair that covered he slit. I put the suspenders
into the top of her stockings first having held them for her to slide her leg
into.
This was becoming unbearable my cock was so hard that it was hurting when
she had finished dressing I lifted we
were on our way first call was to her corset maker to see what she had in
stock, whilst we were driving I said that I would like one to be pink if
possible I love pink. My favourite feminine colours are pink, lemon and now as
I am older lilac (I will explain lilac later). But if it has frills and lace I
am interested regardless of the colour.
The corset maker was appointment only and we were expected
and she had four corsets, one long line girdle and three roll-ons, I discounted
those straight away. I went into the changing room and stripped off down to my
knickers and Nan came in with the corsets, I tried them on and picked one that
had laces up the back and big suspenders the front panel came down well below
my crotch. The other one was a corselet but with suspenders I liked the feel of
that, didn’t like the long line one though.
We decided to take the two and moved on to the next shop to
see what they had Nan had mentioned something about a basque no idea what that
was, but she also said that I needed special panties for this she would explain
later.
As I had quite an extensive array of lingerie anyway and
also had Nan’s that I could use it was only special items that we were now
looking for.
We went for a cup of tea and while we were sitting there she
explained that she wanted to get me a wig, brown same colour as mine. She also
had an idea that if I wore a pair of crutch less panties tomorrow then I would
cause quite a stir amongst the old ladies. I thought about this and was now at
a point in time where my inhibitions were slowly dropping away, I was not embarrassed
being seen in female attire by women but men was a different proposition.
She wanted me to go out tomorrow fully dressed and a girl
made up, wig the lot it would be a first for both of us, but I was game if she
thought I could pull it off.
We found the shop she was looking for up a little back
street, they had what we were looking for and I got my wish a pink basque with
a black lace trim and three pairs of crutch-less panties, white, pink and
black. All that was left was the wig and she knew where to go for that. She
asked me what style and I wanted just below the shoulder and straight, not a
problem.
We headed home and the anticipation was building about what
tomorrow might bring, Nan decided that we would have a late lunch out so we
stopped at a pub just in time to order before they stopped serving lunches. In
these bad old days pubs shut at 2:30pm and opened at 5:30pm.
She told me about tomorrow and how she thought I would enjoy
it as I would be the centre of attention, there would be a bit of changing on
my part but on the whole it would be fun.
When we arrived home I rushed into the bedroom and took off
my clothes and the girdle the feeling as fresh air hit me between my legs was a
relief, having ones cock restricted inside a girdle for a relatively long
period is difficult. I needed to pee
badly and not forgetting my place went and sat on the toilet, finished powdered
and washed, I decided that I would not get dressed properly so I slipped on a
pair or black panties and bra and a white negligee and went into the front room
and sat on the sofa to go through my recent purchases.
If I could I would only wear lingerie even now outer wear
does not do it for me other than wedding dresses, bridesmaid or prom type with
lots of underskirts.
Nan said that she would get a small case ready for tomorrow
as I would need to take quite a few items with me as I was going to be changing
into different things.
As I was young I had no worries about too much hair in
places that would give it away (it being a boy) my legs arms and face were
relatively free but to be sure Nan said she would shave my arms and legs
tonight whilst having a bath.
