The green dress

The green dress beaconed me from the window, it was almost irresistible. For days I made a detour passing the window before entering the shop. I told the lady I was shopping for a gift for my girlfriend. We had actually broken up months ago, she was a rather large girl and competing in cross country skiing. I was slightly on the smaller side of a normal man, and running was my training. In sum, I was only slightly taller than her, and her clothes fitted med. We knew this from playing cross-dress-up, she in my clothes I in hers. I knew her size in clothing from this and started a bit nervous to talk to the lady in the shop. She started to suggest something a bit cheaper, but I managed to get to the dress. A long green dress that would cling to the body, with a split up the side. I was a bit above budget, but I had to buy it. The lady gift-wrapped it for me. The next stop was to buy underwear, I bought a set consisting of high-cut panties with some lace with matching push-up bra again gift-wrapped for my “girlfriend”. At a supermarket, I picked up a “Must have” makeup set. I brought my gifts home.