Awkwardly ask him some dumb question

(originally by little.cindy)

"You, uh, help Kim buy panties a lot?" I nod at his hands.

"She's looking for stuff to match your bras." He shrugs and I realize those panties actually do match all the bras she took. "She's big on that."

I hear Kim come back around the corner and look over only to discover it's not Kim at all, but some middle aged dude. His eyes go wide at my state and Kim's boyfriend speaks up.

"Just trying on bras, don't mind us." The guy looks slightly confused but mostly satisfied at letting this answer justify my attire. He starts looking at bras on the shelf right next to me in great detail.

I stand there, topless, between two guys with increasingly obvious erections as obviously staring at my bare breasts, for what feels like far too long. I'm just grateful I wasn't buying panties when Kim found me.

"Alright, try these." Kim trundles around the corner with a handful of matching bra and panties sets on hangers. "Oh, hello." She says to the strange guy standing awkwardly close to me.

"Don't mind me, just need to grab something for the wife." He smiles, his eyes darting to my chest.

"Actually, you'll make for a great impartial third party!" Kim smiles. "If you don't mind?"

"Sure!" He smiles. "Happy to help!"

"Great! Here, you're gonna try these on." She hands me the underwear and I gratefully start freeing a bra. "What are you doing? You can't try on panties without taking yours off." She snatches the hangers back and hands them to our new friend. "Chop chop!" She snaps at my jeans.