♀ cell phone jumped out of her pocket and into a toilet at the gym awhile ago. At first I thought she threw it in herself (she’s been saying we need new phones for a few months now), but it happened after she’d peed and it was a public toilet so it was probably accidental.

Our contract expired about four months ago so early last week we went to the mall, signed a new contract and got two new camera phones. Mini has been teaching us how to use them. He’s 11 and still tries to be helpful. (yes, I know it won’t last) My phone had a problem though; the back cover didn’t fit quite right and it would fall off and the battery would fall out…regularly.

Anyway, last Thursday afternoon I got up to get ready to pick Mini up from school. I checked my email and there was one from his mother saying…well saying lots of stuff, but the gist of it was he wasn’t in school. So I called ♀. She was just getting out of class and had an hour before she started work and suggested we meet for lunch. When I got there she asked why I’d turned my phone off. She’d wanted me to bring her workout clothes so she could go to the gym after work. I hadn’t turned it off; the battery had fallen out…again.

She said I should go to the mall after lunch and get my phone dealt with and then with a gleam in her eye she told me she wanted me to go lingerie shopping at Sears…by myself. For those that are new here, I’ve been fascinated with girly things since I was younger then Mini, but it wasn’t a very well developed fetish until I admitted my desires to ♀ and we started exploring them together about six years ago. Even though I’ve been a full-time pantyboy for the past three years I’ve never ever gone lingerie shopping by myself.

We didn’t really need anything having scored big time with the Easter Bunny just a few weeks ago, but Sears had a one-day-only-25%-off-day-sale and ♀ decide sending me shopping could be part of my sissification. She was very clear on the rules. I was to buy at least one item for each of us from the lingerie department and no just grabbing a couple of pairs of nylons while hustling down the main isle. I was instructed to actually shop and since we wear different sizes of panties (not for much longer, love) and different styles (she likes thongs and I like a full panty), if anyone was paying attention I wouldn’t be able to say my wife asked me to pick them up.

It was stressful at first, but it was OK once I got started. I bought us two pairs of panties each and some nylons that we`ll probably share. I even asked a sales woman why they didn`t sell any nice open-bottom girdles with the garter straps (I really want one). I didn`t buy anything else, but I spent about another hour looking at clothes and shoes.

I learned something that afternoon; yeah, I can shop for girly things on my own, but it`s way more fun shopping with ♀.

Aren’t these just to cute? I got a black pair as well.

HHNT

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