Sister Katherine clutched the bra and panties in her hand tightly as she rushed towards the changing rooms. She wanted to make sure she got there as quickly as possible. She didn't want anyone to see what she was holding in her hand.
Once she got into one of the changing rooms, she released a sigh of relief. No one had spotted her.
She moved in front of the mirror and removed her blouse and skirt. Then she looked herself over. Her underwear was indeed plain.
She removed the bra and the "granny" panties, then put on the "new" bra.
At first, she was shocked. Not only did the bra not cover her breasts all the way (allowing her to show off quite a bit of cleavage), but it also didn't cover up her nipples. The cups came up to just below them. "I can't wear this," she muttered. But then she thought about what Norton said. It was going to be underneath her clothes. No one would see it.
She relaxed a bit. The bra did support her breasts, even if the bra did little to cover them up. And as long as her blouse was on, no one would even know that she was wearing such a revealing bra. Oddly, it didn't bother herself to know.
Seeming to be satisfied with her new bra, she grabbed the panties and put them on. Again, she was shocked. A small piece of white lacy fabric covered her vagina, but the rest of the underwear was just ... well, strings. She turned around and saw a string in the back, riding the length of her butt crack then splitting into two strings, each of which went over her hips, then down the front to the small fabric covering her "private area". It was so revealing that it was sickening. It almost felt like she wasn't even wearing panties, especially in the back, where her butt was almost completely exposed. How could she wear something like this? But then she thought about what Norton said. It was going to be underneath her clothes. No one would see it.
Again, she relaxed a bit. The panties covered her vagina, even if they hardly covered anything else. And as long as her skirt was on, no one would even know that she was wearing such a revealing set of panties. Oddly, again, it didn't bother herself to know that.
Smiling at her reflection, a middle-aged beauty in scandalous underwear smiling back, Sister Katherine began to put her blouse and skirt back on. She was planning on wearing the new underwear out of the store ... after she paid for them, of course.
Once she was all dressed, she looked down at the plain underwear sitting on the bench. She felt a wave of distaste looking at them. How could she have gone through life wearing something so ordinary ... especially if it was underneath her clothes?
She picked them up, intending on throwing them away at her first opportunity, then left the changing room.
Norton was waiting by the checkout counter. Sister Christina didn't seem to be around. Walking towards Norton, she asked "Where did Sister ..."
"Oh, she's in one of the changing rooms. Did you find anything to your liking?"
The nun smiled. "Oh, yes. I ... I tried on that bra and those panties you suggested."
"And did you like them?"
"Oh, definitely," she said.
"I thought you might. Are you ... wearing them right now?" he asked.
"Yes, actually. I was going to wear them out the store."
"Are you going to buy anything else? You can't just live with one pair of underwear, you know. Maybe you could get different colors of the same type you already have."
"Oh no. That's far too ... scandalous. I could never wear anything other than white."
Norton shrugged. "Well, whatever." He paused. "You know, I was thinking of paying for your underwear myself."
"Oh, you don't have to do that."
"No, I insist. It'll be my pleasure."
"Well, if you want."
As they stood there, Sister Katherine's eyes began to veer over to the selection of bras and panties that the store had to offer. There were so many colors. White, black, red, blue, pink, green, lavender ... it was like looking at a rainbow. It suddenly occurred to her that colored underwear wasn't scandalous. It was vibrant. And what was wrong with being vibrant? And as Norton said before, the underwear was underneath her clothes. No one would see it. So what difference did it make what color it was?
"Could you ... uh ... excuse me?" she asked Norton, then ran over to where she found her demi-cup bra. She picked up a bunch just like it, only in different colors. Then she ran over to where she found her g-string panties. She picked up several just like it, again only in different colors. She returned to Norton.
"You want to get all of those?" he asked, looking at the colors she picked. Red, black, pink, and lavender. There were two sets of each, including one more set of white.
She nodded and smiled.
"Okay. But I think we should wait until Sister Christina is done. I want to pay for everything together."
