The Man in the Bra & Panty Section

I forgot about something that happened to me a couple of weeks ago. After months of not finding the time, I finally was able to go shopping for some new bras. I was glad I'd finally gone because I was in dire need of some new bras. I didn't plan to get too many seeing how expensive bras are these days. Anyway, let me tell you what happened…

I don't think men should be allowed in women's clothing shops because it just makes it too uncomfortable. These places are already tiny and there is limited space. Changing rooms are right in the front of the store where anyone can see you. I also don't think it's comfortable to have to shop for bras and panties with a man around. Women know that for some reason women's clothing shops put all the bras and panties right in the middle of the store where anyone can see them. So it makes it hard for a woman to pick out her underwear with a strange man around. Usually you won't find a man in a woman's shop but this time there was one.

My mom and I had our hearts set on finding a particular bra. I wanted a sexy cute push-up. I was happy to see that a lot of new bras had come out since I last shopped for some. My beef was that when I was in the panty section, I felt someone staring at me. You know how you can feel eyes on you? Well when I turned to the side there was a Latino dude (maybe in his early 40's) just gawking. He looked suspicious because he just milled around and he didn't appear to be with a woman. You have to be leery of men in women's shops by themselves. You never know what's about to happen. And the way he had his hands tucked in his jacket made me think he was casing the joint. And I also wondered why he had on a jacket when it was 90 degrees in Houston that day. Everyone else is sweating and he has on a jacket.

Anyway…he kept walking around the panty table when I was there. Other women were just shopping like nobody's business. You have to understand something. There is a difference between older women and young ones when it comes to being comfortable in certain situations. Now it may not seem like a big deal to an older woman to pick out her underwear in front of a strange man but being my age, I found it very weird. I didn't want this man to see what kind of underwear I wore and it was disrespectful the way he kept gazing at me. I didn't see any panties I liked so I moved on to the bra section. My mom was looking at some bras on the other side of the shop. I whispered a couple of words to her then I went over to the other part of the store with the lace bras. I found some I liked very much. They had a million colors but I had my heart set on the black and the lavender. So I search for my size. As I am searching, guess who comes up behind me? The Latino dude. Now I look around. The other women are going on about their business. No one else seemed to notice him but I did. Anyway, I searched the black bras first. I found my size. When I looked around, he was snickering at me. He tried to turn away very fast but I saw him. I went to the lavender bras but I wasn't about to pick one out because I didn't want this man seeing what kind of bras I wore or my cup size or anything else personal. You may think I was overreacting but the entire situation made me feel weird. Why was he walking around with his hands in his pockets but didn't seem to know what he wanted? It's not that I thought he was there to do a crime. It's that I thought he was some kind of pervert. And why did he seem to be following me?

When his back was turned I searched for a lavender bra and got it. I hurried to the other side. My mother found me two other nice bras. I told her about the man. She looked around. He was still milling around. She didn't feel too comfortable also. I didn't let that spoil my spirits. At least I'd found my new bras. But hey, I really don't think it's a good idea to let men just roam around women clothing stores. As if it isn't embarrassing enough that your underwear is out for the world to see, you don't want someone seeing you pick yours out too, LOL! By the way, when we left, he was still in there milling around. I bet he never bought a thing. The pervert…LOL! Just wanted to share.

Bootsy

P.S. Those bras looked heavenly on me!