Organized by Collection
What Did She Just do to Me? (1)“Three... flour... five... and awake... ready to go?” Emily asked.
More Like This
“Sure,” I opened my eyes. Had I been I sleeping? “Go where?”
“Shopping. Let's go.” she replied. I followed her to the car, and she drove to the nearest department store. “I need some stuff in here,” she explained, “and could use your help. I really appreciate you agreeing to come today.”
We entered the store, and Emmie went straight toward the place any man hates to be seen around – the “Intimates” section where they buy their undergarments. I began to sweat, trying to thing of stuff we needed to get out of this section, but every time Emmie just shot down my idea and told me to stick around, that she needed my help and didn't want me walking away.
Emmie picked up a pair of panties, which seemed a little large for her, but in a shade I thought would look lovely on her. After taking them off of the rack, she handed the, to me, and i