I took david to the mall the other day to buy some pants. He was down to just two ratty pairs of more casual pants so he really needed more. He kept putting it off and so I just took him. And you know with me there will always be some adventure involved. I did not disappoint.

We got to the mall and he was instantly surly. What’s with males and clothes shopping anyways????  I guess it did not help that parking was a nightmare. We went into one shop, but they didn’t have anything suitable. I saw another shop and I headed in there. david complained that it was no good before we even got in. I had to practically drag him in. He looked around very briefly and left right away. I followed him out. He hadn’t really given it a chance. He looked at the mall directory and found a Levi’s store. He thought we should try there. On the way to that store I saw a Lucky Brand store.

I went in. david, quite petulantly, stayed out in the mall stating that it was effeminate, or something like that. What nonsense!

I saw a big wall of some very nice looking men’s pants. I was also helped right away by two very nice young women. There were no other customers and they looked eager to help me. It felt like it had been a dry spell for them. I endured the embarrassment of having to tell them that my husband was sulking outside. They understood immediately, and commiserated how difficult men could be when clothes shopping. We picked out several styles, and then finally david wandered in after I had not come out.

“Here’s our model!” said one of the girls cheerilly.

I had told them he was one or two sizes larger than he actually was. I had measured him around the waist with a tape measure before we went, but it seems as if pant waists use different sized inches, and he took a smaller size than I had suggested.

“He’s no 42!” one of the girls said. “He looks a lot trimmer than that.”

I could see david smiling at the compliment from the attractive young lady.

“Yeah, he looks good!” said the other girl.

Now he was looking downright embarrassed. But I think the girls knew what they were doing, and no doubt it was a good sales tactic.

We sent him to the change rooms to try on a 40. He came out and the girls were very disapproving. The pants did not fit him well at all. Much too baggy in the seat and crotch. We decided he was for sure a 38, if not smaller. So we sent him back in to try on a 38. He came back out again. And he again had our full female attention. They looked like a good fit. A little room to spare in the waist.

“Turn around, sweetie, let’s see your ass,” I said in front of the girls.

He turned and we consulted with one another. “Looks good,” said one of them. His ass did look good.

david said, “you know, it says ‘Lucky You’ just inside the fly.”

“Really? Show us,” I said. He asked for it, and I’m never one to back down from a challenge.

david hesitated.

“Come on, show us. Pull down the fly”.

“no…” he said.

The girls were fascinated!

“Do I need to put you across my knee? Show us,” I said. OMG!!!! Right in front of the girls. They tittered.

david sighed and undid the fly. He got off on it!

“Hmm! So they do,” I said, “but I think you’d be the lucky one if I ever saw that.”

We picked out five pairs, three jeans of different materials and two other pants.

“Now wasn’t that a lot better than the Levi’s store would have been,” I told him as the girls were ringing him up.

“And the service is a lot nicer!” chimed in one of the girls.

The store was still empty except for us, and the girls had been very playful up to now, so I thought taking it a little further couldn’t hurt.

“And you came in and you got your pants like a good boy,” I added, “and you didn’t even need a spanking this time.” I figured in for a penny, in for a pound!

“Oooh,” one of the girls reacted, “do you spank him a lot?” she asked coyly with a little grin. These girls were a lot of fun.

“Do I spank you a lot, sweetie?” I asked him.

“yes ma’am” he answered with his head down and blushing up a storm.

“Am I going to put you in your panties tonight and give you a spanking for being such a pain in the ass about your pants shopping?” I asked him.

“yes ma’am,” he answered again, really blushing!

“Sounds like fun!” One of the girls said conspiratorially, and they both giggled at david’s expense, no doubt picturing my man across my knee getting spanked in nothing but a pulled down little pair of panties.

I LOVE the younger generation!

Born to spank!
Source: Strict Julie Spanks