Joined: Nov 20, 2007 Posts: 257 Location: Cheshire, UK
Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2014 9:42 am Post subject: Buying Panties
I wondered the following.
1. How often do each of you buy panties, if ever?
2. How many panties were in your largest single purchase?
3. When you buy panties do you have a spending limit?
My answers are
1. It can be daily. There is no reason not to buy panties daily if there is the need.
2. 34
3. Yes, but it is difficult to keep within it.
Joined: Oct 11, 2007 Posts: 403 Location: SF Bay Area, CA
Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2014 12:03 am Post subject: Re: Buying Panties
1. A few times a year.
2. Three.
3. I don't usually buy that many so it's not an issue for me.
Ian_B wrote:
I wondered the following.
1. How often do each of you buy panties, if ever?
2. How many panties were in your largest single purchase?
3. When you buy panties do you have a spending limit?
My answers are
1. It can be daily. There is no reason not to buy panties daily if there is the need.
2. 34
3. Yes, but it is difficult to keep within it.
Joined: Nov 10, 2005 Posts: 489 Location: Mid Atlantic States
Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2023 9:13 am Post subject: Re: Buying Panties
1. A few times a year, 3-4 usually.
2. 5 pairs
3. Usually no limit on spending, but they all must be purchased in a brick and mortar store in person to see the reaction of the sales person. Always fun to see their reaction of a panty buying man.
Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2024 2:23 pm Post subject: Re: Buying Panties
As is usual for me, the questions are kind of answered here but in a non-specific way. Hey, it’s my world.
I don’t get the urge to go shopping anywhere near as much now. In the outside world, I have social anxiety disorder, so it was a matter of the urge overcoming the palpitations, high heartbeat, sweating and the walls closing in one me. At one time, a woman I knew took me shopping, she was sympathetic because she was nervous too, she couldn’t stop giggling in social situations. She tried to impress the impersonal nature of large stores, and how safe it was, but my attacks are just random. It was lovely having her there, smiling and happy for me. She was very sympathetic. And now, she was asking my opinion about panties in a store, and handing them to me to examine. It was lovely and calming.
The queuing up is the most fraught! I have been glared at by older women, sneered at by younger women, so acquiring a thick skin is the way to go. Or take a woman with you. But I don’t shop that often now.
The most I spent in one shop was £110, when I got bored at work, went out, bought some lingerie, went home, dressed up, and stayed at home. I bought two bras, two half slips, a garter belt, stockings, and assorted panties. The woman at the till smirked at a passing colleague, whether because they found trannies building up their wardrobe amusing, or because she would make commission on the sale I don’t know. That could have set me off, but I was OK, so I was pleased. It was the best garter belt I had had to date, adjustable for a nice fit, designed practically to be worn, rather than an accessory in a burlesque show. That was good.
The most numbers of pair of panties I can recall buying was six in one session, with a full slip, but I can’t remember how much they cost. However, it’s possible that on occasions I bought more. In small lingerie shops they might have a small rummage bin at the front of the store full of cheap panties. Or the notorious small box at the side of the counter full of what doesn’t sell. Sometimes you can’t stop picking out one pair, then another pair, and so on.
I remember one sales woman looking at the heap of cheap panties I had acquired and saying “Goodness me!”. I think those rummage bins are for fetishists who don’t know what they want, just women’s panties, and will buy anything. It gets rid of them quicker.
Another story is I remember getting on well with a young sales woman and she actually firmly took my hand when I picked out a pair of panties (sable brown with mimosa yellow elasticated legs and waistband) from the box on the counter. She wouldn’t let me buy them. “No! These are tight round the legs … but these … “ (she produced a pair of her choice) “ … are true to size and will be a perfect fit!” And she stretched them out the way women do and smiled at me really beautifully. Then she produced the matching slip and held it against herself to show how it would look. She got the sale and repeat business, so what she was saying was quality over quantity. I did buy lots of panties from her, on several visits, though can’t remember how many.
Posted: Sun Mar 03, 2024 2:25 pm Post subject: Re: Buying Panties
On a subsequent visit to that shop, I did actually buy a pair of those panties in the box on the counter. It was a different sales woman, and she helped me with an initial request I had. I wanted to go in for panties with sturdier stitching, of the elasticated legs in particular. I knew that there were panties where the elastic was an actual complete band stitched to the fabric, using an over locker to produce a complex zigzag pattern around the legs. I wanted to take in more the different feel of different types of panties, not just material or style, but to consider the rationale to the approach of a design, so that I could wear panties more authoritatively, and enjoy women’s company better as a feminine man.
She smiled as if she knew exactly what I meant and went to a cabinet to produce a particularly pretty pair of translucent white panties with a pastel floral pattern running across. She showed me the legs and waist, and demonstrated the stretch of the elastic, and how the leg openings got bigger in a controlled manner. She said “You have to accept that the likelihood of vpl is greater with panties like these, but, you know, if we don’t have vpl we get accused of not wearing panties, and if we do have vpl it’s like the biggest fashion fail in the world. At the end of the day, so what? “ She stretched the panties again. “These ones stay put, avoid wedgies, and feel really nice. I am sure they will be perfect for you. A very nice little brief!”
Like a good sales woman she asked if it was just the one pair, as they had black, pink, mauve and yellow as well. As it happens, I worship mauve with black elastic, but she told me those panties didn’t come with contrasting trim. We agreed on a mauve pair and a black pair. She put them in a corporate bag with tasteful text on and a bas relief design of a woman in bra, panties, suspenders and stockings, and handed it to me with a dazzling smile. She then noticed I was looking at the cheap panties in the box on the counter. Right away she said “Those ones don’t sell. They are for people who don’t know much about panties. You could wear them for five minutes, but not all day like us ladies.”
“They do look tight round the legs …” I mused.
“Precisely!” she said. “But, there are no returns on these ones. They will tear quickly on the seams, and doubtless feel a bit uncomfortable. Round the legs.”
Another saleswoman had hoved into view, and just stood nearby. I had found that “precisely” was a trigger word when a sale was beginning to be too long, or someone was pointlessly annoying. The new woman was someone who could lower the temperature in a room just by looking at you. I just said quickly “Could I buy a pair anyway?” “Of course, 50 pence.” I handed over the coin, and got the panties in a paper bag with no receipt.
I thanked them and left, and it was all smiles again. Next time I got to see my regular lady, and checked out her attendance days. I didn’t mention the cheap panties box ever again.
At home, the expensive panties were a joy to slip on, I like to feel safe and secure in my panties when out, knowing that they are there for me. They looked great under sheer pantyhose too, feminine but in a way which isn’t disrespectful of femininity.
The brown panties were actually OK. The waistband was just to size so rather taut, but the leg elastic had been stitched in too tightly and didn’t stretch enough. As you drew them up your legs you reached a point where they became uncomfortable, and as you pulled them into place you were aware of the excessive tightness. The feel of the nylon was nice, but all in all they were an unhappy wear. The seat also was a bit tight but that would probably bother women more. They did start to tear at the seams almost right away.
As to my visit, it had been a fun encounter! Also, I just love to wear panties recently handled, described and demonstrated to me by the sweet woman who sold me them. That’s probably a kink but a pleasant one.
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