I had only just started my new job in a big new department store. I had forwarded my CV almost as soon as the foundations were poured, and I watched as the big new building took shape. It was to be the biggest and most modern store in the county where I lived, and I was determined that I was going to improve my dull life by breaking away from my present job in a factory, and go to work in a suit instead of overalls.
I hated wearing the rough denim clothes needed for my job, and longed to be able to don a nice suit and tie, and keep my hands clean and soft.
So I was over the moon when I was interviewed and accepted for a job, and looked forward to my new position as sales assistant in the new store.
The first few days were occupied with Induction, training in Company policy, and assessment.
I was deemed to be courteous and friendly, and because I was slightly built and not too rough and macho, I was placed in the ladies clothing section, along with two other young men of similar build and appearance, called Tim and Sandy.
I could hardly believe my luck as I walked about among all the lovely silk and satin underwear, as I have always loved the feel of feminine silk on my male body.
After a few days, my supervisor, a very nice middle-aged gentleman called Mr. Dobbs, put me to sorting out some old stock, bras, teddies, suspender belts etc., saying they were last year's line.
I asked him what to do with them, and he said, "Sort them out into knickers in one pile, bra's in another, and so on, then box them up ready to go back to the manufacturers. Just write on the box what they are, and approximately how many of the item in the box."
"Approximately?", I said.
He looked at me and smiled "Yes, approximately. One of the perks of the job ! "
He smiled mysteriously, then I swear I saw him wink as he walked away !
I spent a couple of days doing the sorting, and, heart thumping, I helped myself to a few items, not enough to be greedy, but a complete outfit of the prettiest lingerie I'd ever seen!
A lovely silk suspender belt in purple, trimmed with black lace, with matching french knickers and bra, together with fullyfashioned stockings with seams, and a lovely camisole slip in the same colours.
When my lunch-break came, I just had to try on my pretty new undies, so I waited until it was quiet, then slipped into the gents wash-room.
I stepped into a cubicle, then quickly stripped off, and put on the lovely silky underwear, sliding into the suspender-belt, clipping the bra around my 36C male breasts, rolling the stockings slowly up my legs and fastening them to the suspender grips. Then those gorgeous french knickers, up my stocking-clad legs until they gently caressed my cock and balls. I was as hard as iron by this time, and as I slid the camislip over my head, and my arms through the spaghetti straps, I thought I was going to cum!
I began to stroke my cock, when suddenly the outer door opened, and someone came into the wash-room!
I was paralysed with fright ! What should I do ? Keep quiet was the only answer, and pray they would soon go away !
Then I heard them speak, and realised that it was Mr Dobbs, with the other two guys from my department.
"Well", said Mr Dobbs. "What do you think of the new chap ? Do you think he will fit in ?"
"I don't know", said Tim. "Did you put him on "sorting" the returns?"
"Yes, and I think we are ok with him. I kept an eye on him, and I'm pretty sure he selected a few nice items for himself," said Mr Dobbs.
"I bet they're not as nice as these", said Sandy, and I heard the sound of his trouser zipper being pulled down.
There were sounds of approval from the other two, and more sounds of zippers. I was intrigued to say the least, so I quietly climbed onto the toilet seat, and peeped over the top of the cubicle.
I gasped at what I saw ! Mr Dobbs and my two work colleagues were stood there in the most delicious set of undies imaginable !
Mr Dobbs was clad in an old-style full corset, laced very tightly so as to give him an hour-glass figure, with stockings attached to the suspenders, and lovely full cups which I assumed to be padding, but later it turned out that he had very full breasts of his own !. The other two? Well one of them Tim, was wearing a pretty red and black lace basque, red fishnets, and a red silk thong, and Sandy was in white silk bra and panties, with white lace-top hold-ups. All were wearing wigs and make-up, and as I drew in my breath in an involuntery gasp, the turned and saw me peering over the cubicle wall.
It was their turn to look embarrassed, because of course they couldn't see what I was wearing.
"Oh My God !", said Mr Dobbs, "it seems we've been caught out, gentlemen!"
I stepped down from the toilet seat, opened the door, and walked out into the main wash-room. Their eyes boggles as they took in my outfit, my pretty french knickers and bra, my stockings and camisole slip, and especially the bulge my cock was making under all that silk and satin.
"Well, it seems we were right", said Mr Dobbs with a smile. "Our new colleague is also a lingerie lover, just like us !"
"The trouble is," I said,"we have to go back to work now, just as things were getting interesting"
"Oh2, said Tim, "Did no-one tell you? Today is half-day closing ! Everyone else has gone home!"
"Except us", Sandy said shyly, as he came across to me, and slipped an arm around my waist.
He drew my body close against his, and I felt my cock pressing hard against his belly, all the satin and silk in between us whispering and swishing in a very sexy fashion.He gently pressed his lips to mine, and as I opened my mouth to receive his tongue, the other two came up behind me, one reaching around to caress my breasts in my pretty lacy bra, the other pressing his silk-clad cock against my crack.
I knew then that I was going to enjoy my new job.
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