My phone ringing woke me up, I was a bit pissed because I really would have liked to have slept in.
I rolled over and picked it up.
"Hello."
"Kylie, it's Becca, when are you leaving?"
"Tomorrow, why?" I asked.
"Ooh good, do you want to go shopping?" She asked me.
"Sure, why not." It sounded like fun.
"Okay, well I'll be by in an hour, meet me downstairs."
I got up and headed into the shower, shopping with Becca should be fun and very interesting.
I got myself ready and headed downstairs, Becca wasn't here yet so I sat down and waited.
About ten minutes later she came wandering in, glancing around. I waved and caught her attention.
"Hi." She said hugging me.
"So what's the plan?" I asked as we headed outside.
"Well Jim gave me his credit card." She grinned. "So lets shop and then have lunch."
"Sounds good to me."
So we headed off for some shopping, and Becca was a serious shopper. There wasn't a shop we didn't go in, and try on clothes, she'd grab armfuls, for me and her.
"Try this on." She'd tell me, shoving all sorts of things at me.
So I'd oblige and try them on, I of course had to show her and suffice to say I ended up buying a lot more than I planned.
"I'm hungry, let's have lunch." I suggested, I didn't mention that my feet were killing me.
"One more shop." She grinned, heading into a lingerie shop."I like to look nice for Jim."
Of course she did, I thought, looking around. They had some really cute stuff in here.
I picked up a bra and looked at it, maybe, I looked at the matching panties, they were barely there if you catch my drift and I tried to imagine myself wearing them.
"Ooh, they're so nice." Becca said coming over. "You should get them, so you can wear them for Matt. Oops." She giggled. "I mean Michael."
I just looked at her. "Maybe not."
"Your getting them." She said snatching them off me.
She paid for my bra and panties as well as the 800 pairs she bought.
"Lunch now?" I asked hopefully.
"Yes, I know the perfect place."
We got in her car and drove, we ended up at a nice little restaurant.
"Oh look who's here." Becca said, as we walked in.
I glanced around, there sitting at one of the tables was Jim. I knew right then Becca was trying to set me up, because sitting right next to Jim was Matt.
"Becca, you need to stop." I told her.
"No." She said.
I just sighed and followed her to the table.
