FabSwingers.com forum: Last minute kilt shopping

By *alaisllama OP Man
29 weeks ago

Midlothian

I was in a rush to get a kilt for a wedding where I have discovered that most of the male guests will be wearing one and i don't want to look like the odd one out.

have been to a few kilt hire shops but none left in a tartan that I liked the look of so I rush to a shop on a side street in Glasgow that is my last hope.

When I walk in through the door its almost like going back in time - the shop is quite darkly lit, with lots of nooks and crannies with various scottish regalia and tartan stuff all over the place.

I approach a male shop assistant to ask about kilt hire and he directs me upstairs where he tells me someone can perhaps help me out.

I climb the stairs and look in vain for someone upstairs to help me. I am about to give up when I hear a noise and a very attractive, tall woman comes out from the changing room area looking a bit flustered.

She apologises and explains that when it is quiet she often tries on some of the clothing to while away the time before the shop closes.

She is wearing a tartan skirt, that comes down to just above her knees, and a white shirt, what I believe is called a 'hunters' shirt, with a leather tie lacing through the 'v' of the neck.

I tell her that I am looking to hire a full kilt outfit and that I have been fussy about the tartan.

She beckons me towards a row of different tartans and asks me if there is any of them that take my fancy.

The thing is my mind is being distracted by the way that she walks, the smell of her perfume and the way that her breasts fill out the shirt, which is probably a bit small for her.

She stands close to me as I look through the tartan kilts, sounding a bit breathless for some reason.

I find a grey and black tartan that I like and she asks me what size I am. I say large, and then we both laugh together, my mind thinking that I am getting larger as I see her laugh and her eyes flash at the double entendre, and she blushes slightly as we compose ourselves.

She hands me a kilt and asks me to go and try it on for size.

I head off to the changing rooms and see there are two curtains - I head for the closest one and go inside and draw the curtian behind me.

I see that it is the room that she had been changing in as her clothes are hanging in there as is her handbag.

I see that her bra is also hanging there and I can't resist reaching for it and smelling the cups, which arouses me and tells me the size of her chest. I then realise that she is probably not wearing a bra under her hunters shirt and my cock starts to stiffen at this thought.

I get even more aroused when I see that her knickers are also lying on the back of a chair in the changing room - is she not wearing anything under that tartan skirt?

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By *itboyslim2Man
29 weeks ago

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By (user no longer on site)
29 weeks ago

"I was in a rush to get a kilt for a wedding where I have discovered that most of the male guests will be wearing one and i don't want to look like the odd one out.