I returned home from my vacation to hear the story my sissy husband had to tell me. While I was away on vacation, it seems he was involved in an embarrassing situation at a plus sized woman’s store at the nearby mall. My sissy husband was shopping at the Ashley Stewart store, looking at thongs and panties in the woman’s lingerie section of the store. He lovingly fingered the silky fabrics, and held the garments up to look at them under the store’s lights. One of the female sales associates walked over to where my sissy husband was standing, and asked if he needed assistance. She stayed and watched him, asking him questions about the thongs and panties he was touching. My sissy husband asked the sales associate if she could help him find blue panties or thongs for his wife. The sales associate asked what size he needed. He had a pair of panties in his hand when she asked him this, he looked at the panties, held them in front of him, and said this size might fit. The sales associate collected about six pairs of blue panties and thongs for my sissy husband. She handed the lingerie to my sissy husband, and turned her attention to a customer who came over to her to ask a question. The sales associate walked to the front of the store with this customer to show her some hand bags. My sissy husband had six pairs of ladies under ware, and saw the fitting room entrance. He walked over to the fitting room entrance, and peeked in, quietly asking if anyone was in there. He discovered that the fitting room was empty, and stepped inside one of the booths, and closed the door behind him. He knew this was a fitting room for ladies only, but after all, he was a potential customer. He quickly removed his shoes, socks and trousers. He took a pair of panties and pulled them over his feet, up his legs, and around his butt. The fit was perfect, and the color blue matched his eyes. He took this pair off, and put them to one side. One by one he tried on all six of the ladies under ware on. All of the pairs of under ware fit him, but he liked the first pair he tried on the best. He put this pair back on. Suddenly, he heard the sales associate come into the fitting room. She was polite but firm when she inquired about my sissy husband in one of the booths in the fitting room. He cried out timidly that he was trying to match the ladies under ware that she had selected for him with his boxer shorts. Quickly he pulled on his boxer shorts, and opened the door to the booth enough so the sales associate could see the color of the boxer shorts compared to the panties and thongs. The sales associate was firm when she asked him to dress himself, and remove all of the ladies under ware from the fitting room booth that he occupied. He quickly put on his pants, socks and shoes. He gathered all of the remaining panties and thongs and came out of the fitting room. He brought all of the garments to the cash register. The sales associate asked my sissy husband if he was going to buy any of the garments. My sissy husband said that he was not interested in purchasing any. This annoyed the sales associate, and she asked what he was really doing with the ladies under ware in the fitting room. My sissy husband looked down at his feet, and his face turned bright red. He stammered, shuffled from foot to foot, but was not saying anything that was making any sense. The sales associate decided that my sissy husband was becoming a problem, and called the mall security. My sissy husband asked if he could leave the store, and offered to buy one of the pairs of panties. The sales associate said that she wanted to fill out a complaint against my sissy husband for using the ladies fitting room that was not for him to use, it was just for ladies only. The security guard arrived, who was also a female. She asked the sales associate about the complaint she wanted to make against the customer, my sissy husband. The security guard explained that there was no such complaint enforced by that mall. The security guard asked my sissy husband if he was going to make a purchase. By this time, my sissy husband did no longer want to make a purchase, he just wanted to leave the store. My sissy husband walked near the entrance of the store to leave. The sales associate and the security guard were right behind him, making comments under their breath. They called him a pervert, and how ashamed he should be of himself acting like such a fool in a store for women. Just then the security alarm for the store sounded. The sales associate and the security guard grabbed onto my sissy husbands arms, and pulled him back into the store. The sales associate said that he did not make a purchase, so he should not have any of the store merchandise in his possession. They pushed him through the entrance again to see if the alarm would sound again. The alarm sounded again, of course. The sales associate asked my sissy husband where the merchandise was. The security guard put her hands in my sissy husband’s pockets, but did not find any panties or thongs. She asked him to bend over to check his socks. When he did this, the back of the panties became visible from under his trousers. The sales associate and the security guard both saw this, and accused my sissy husband of shoplifting! The security guard put handcuffs on my sissy husband’s hands, and took him out of the store to the security office of the mall. She snickered as he sat there with his arms behind his back, and she filled out the reports. My sissy husband tried to explain that he did not know that he was still wearing the panties, and that he dressed quickly because the sales associate in the store embarrassed him.
So now my sissy husband has to appear in court and explain to the judge why he was caught shoplifting under ware in a store for women!
