Go shopping with Megan and Zach

“Yeah sure. I could do with grabbing a few things” I replied

“Like condoms, and lube!” shouted Megan

I shot her a dirty look.

Probably wouldn’t be the worst idea though…

Does the guy normally get that stuff? Do they come in different sizes? How do I know what size to get?

I’m getting way ahead of myself, let’s just forget it for now.

“I could do with some stationary actually.” I replied.

“You’re so boring. At least look at some cute tops with me. You can’t get laid looking like that.”

What’s wrong with my t-shirts?

“Fine. I’m basically broke though.”

“That’s what your student loan is for!”

We took a bus into town around one PM. The place was bustling with freshers and seniors, as well as the locals. Almost every shop seemed to have a ‘Back To School’ sign in the window.

Megan quickly dragged us into the closest clothing shop and started picking out things seemingly at random to wear.

Zach and I followed her around the shop. Every so often Megan would turn around and hold something up to me and cock her head to the side like a dog. She would then either shake her head and throw it on the floor or insist I carry it, regardless of what I thought. Zach would then try and clean up after her before she got too far ahead, apologising to all the employees.

Zach is so sweet. I don’t know many other boys who would do this voluntarily. Especially as he’ll end up paying for Megan. She must be pretty good at sex to make it worth it.

Eventually after what felt like hours, we reached the changing rooms. I had managed to get 3 tops, 2 skirts, a shirt, a pair of denim shorts and 3 bras but that was nothing compared to the mountain Megan had collected. Zach had even started to carry some things just so she could see where she was walking.

“Just have a look, you don’t have to buy it all. But you don’t know what you like until you try it on” Megan said as we walked into our own booths.

“Oh, and I need your help” she said, grabbing Zach and pulling him behind the curtain.

I just sighed and pulled the curtain to. Not wasting any time, I pulled off the baggy t-shirt I was wearing and leant forward to grab a crop top Megan had given me. I couldn’t help but see my cleavage in the mirror. The bra I was wearing now was a cheap one, and it was probably too big for me. But it was plain and simple, nothing like the frilly ones I had been given.

I looked back at the top. Definitely not a bra top. One small advantage of small tits. I undid the clasp at the back and released my breasts. As I turned around to put the top on, I heard giggles from next door.

“Stop it Zach! Not here. Not in public. Shhh, Ella will hear us!”

Ugh.

This top is a little tight. Like, can’t really breathe tight. But it does hold my boobs nicely in.

Is this what these tops are meant to feel like? It does look good…

I heard a thud from next door and the distinctive sound of sloppy kissing I was use to from having the bedroom next to theirs. Then came the moaning. It was clear that Megan was trying to be quiet but couldn’t quite contain herself.

“Mmmm. Yes, yes right there. Mmmm, no no, ahhh, right there”

I wasn’t sure whether to be disgusted or jealous.

Probably a bit of both. Mostly the latter though. I don’t even know what he is doing to her but I know I want it.

And that’s when I heard a slap, and a high-pitched squeal of excitement.

If we don’t get kicked out, it will be a miracle.

I shook it off and carried on. I took off the jeans I was wearing and stepped into the shorts. I usually don’t wear anything that showed off this much leg. I have a thigh gap but I still think they look like saggy sausages. Before pulling them up I noticed a wet patch in my underwear.

Should I be ashamed that listening to my best friend has got be this worked up?

I pulled the shorts up, and looked over at the shirt. It wouldn’t go with this crop top, but maybe the little t-shirt would.

Wow, I actually look hot in this!

Wow, am I actually enjoying shopping for once?

I heard another thud next door as the kissing started again. Along with some grunting which I hope was from Zach.

Not as much fun as them apparently.

Eventually I got through all the clothes. I was going to return a few things, but the shorts, t-shirt, crop top, shirt and a bra were staying. I figured I could get used to holding my breath while wearing the crop top and besides, it was on sale.

I had to wait a while for the other two to come out. I stood patiently near the entrance where a clerk was waiting, giving me the evils. She must of seen me enter with them.

“I hope they’re not doing what I think they are.”

“Oh no, they’re just really… enthusiastic.”

I don’t think she bought it but she let it pass. Probably wasn’t the first time.

Eventually they did come out. Megan’s hair was out of placed and she was still adjusting her non-prescription glasses. Zach had a huge grin on his face despite all the clothes he was carrying.

“You all done?” I asked as they approached me.

They just looked at each other and giggled.

We finally paid and left the store. Zach bravely volunteered to carry all of our bags, although I don’t think all the blood was going to his head. We went and got a quick meal from McDonalds, we’d earnt it from all the walking.

I was just about to demolish my double cheese burger when my phone started ringing.

Incoming Call:

John Doe

“Is that him?” asked Megan

I nodded my head, still staring at the phone.

“Well? Answer it!”

I tapped on the green accept button and lifted the phone to my ear.

“Hello?” I answered.

“Hey! It’s John, are… are you busy right now?”

“No, just been shopping with my house mates. How are you?”

“I’m really good thanks, you?”

“Yeah, doing good.”

“Listen, this might be a bit forward, but do you mind if I ask you a question?”

I swallowed hard.

“Uh, sure. What is it?”

“I was wondering if maybe, perhaps if your around next weekend if you would like to, maybe come and have dinner with me. Or a drink, coffee or something else. I’m not fussy!”

He sounded so nervous, it was adorable. How could I decline?

I’d only met him once though, was it too forward?

Am I sure he is the one? Some of the other friends have been burnt before by guys like this.

“Hello? You still there?”