A woman never forgets the first time she puts on sexy undergarments or gets a proper fitting for the ladies. In my case, I was a bride making haste to a shoppe (really, the kind of place that needs to be spelled that way) filled top to bottom with accouterments of lace, garters, and wisp intended to cause a ruckus in the bedroom. Being naturally endowed (I grew them the old-fashioned way), I needed help putting my best breast forward in a gown.
The madam whose eyeglasses perched on the tip of her nose had my cleavage in sight the moment I walked in. She spoke with a husky accent. Cupping my bosom from below (I don’t remember giving her permission, but she wasn’t the kind of woman who needed it), she said, “Ve need to orrrganize your brrreasts, my dir.”
With that, my youthful mounds were introduced to the pleasure of a corset.
That was ages and many pretty purchases ago.
The madam whose eyeglasses perched on the tip of her nose had my cleavage in sight the moment I walked in. She spoke with a husky accent. Cupping my bosom from below (I don’t remember giving her permission, but she wasn’t the kind of woman who needed it), she said, “Ve need to orrrganize your brrreasts, my dir.”
With that, my youthful mounds were introduced to the pleasure of a corset.
That was ages and many pretty purchases ago.
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@Tinamarie - Oh, I'm glad. It just felt right.
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My thoughts exactly only now appreciating the natural volume of the ones I'm endowed with and had to endure many vocal comments on over the years. They are beautiful, natural and mine. Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts on this!