Edith picked through the racks and finally chose her favorite, well not really. She would have had the real bra with cups, but this silky training bra was good enough. Surprising that they sold training bras here, but the store was odd. And that old woman was creepy too.
Edith walked into the dressed room and locked the door behind her. She always heard rumors that these places had two way mirrors and on the other side sat a perverse stock room where people watched you change. They were only rumors spread by young girls and old maids someone told her but she always thought it funny if there was. Someone could actually be taking the time and effort to spy on her.
She put all the immature voyeur fantasies aside and went to taking off her shirt, her simple cloth training bra and for kicks, her skirt. She always believed, in her short life she bought underwear that didn’t come out of bag, that you needed to see the whole thing to know if it was any good. She thought so anyway…so she slipped off her old bra and slipped on the new one. She was naked for only a moment. She was not the type to stare at her body for long or admire it.
Edith liked this training bra. The silk made it feel like a real bra and wow, the silk felt good on her nipples. She turned and looked it over a few times. She was still flat chested, but at least she felt good. And without a sexual relationship, that was the point, to feel good. The bra was for Edith, not some guy getting under her shirt.
She looked herself over for a moment before something strange happened.
Wed Dec 29 00:34:08 2004