A Humiliating Transaction

I always wear a bra and panties when I shop for lingerie. Last month, I was wearing bright pink briefs. I was bent over, looking at some bikinis at the bottom of a rack, when an attractive sales clerk walked past me from behind. She was wearing a wide grin and said, "Can I help you, sweetie?" I told her I was shopping for bikini panties. She walked over to a wall display and held out a pair of pink nylon bikinis and said, "I am pretty sure that you will like these." I was standing up now, and her eyes were fixed on my chest for a couple of seconds. She said, "How would you like a matching bra?" It was the first time I blushed in years. I was fairly humiliated as I completed the purchase.

— Abraham, 26