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Awakening Forever - 29. Chapter 29

Chapter 29

Woodfield Mall was huge, maybe the biggest in Chicagoland. More than two hundred fifty stores and restaurants. It was three levels of a shopper’s paradise. But you better bring the big wallet because it ain’t cheap to do anything more than window shop.

It was pouring rain again. At ten o’clock on a Saturday, it was just now opening time, and already the lots were filling up. I managed to park up close near JCPenney. That’s where I thought I would find underwear and jeans. I didn’t really know any of the other stores. Sears maybe, but Sears always made me think of Craftsman tools and Kenmore appliances–and I didn’t need tools. I had all the tools I needed for today in my back pocket. It was do-something-nice-for-Jack day, or more realistically, a don’t-strike-me-dead-for-being-selfish day. Todd said I couldn’t possibly spend it all, and since they didn’t sell 747s at Woodfield, I thought I could get out of there without breaking the bank.

At first I just walked around the mall, taking in the sights–and by sights I meant all the cute guys wandering around. I must have picked “Guy Saturday” because there were a lot of them. True, most were attached to pretty young girls, excited to have a day at the mall with their beau. The boys probably just wished their weekend outdoors hadn’t washed out with the rain. It was early yet so most of the guys still had some energy left in them. They walked a little straighter, their butts perkier in their strut. I ogled for a while but soon grew frustrated with the game. I decided that was going nowhere fast—it was time to actually spend some money.

I had seen ads from time to time for jeans at Abercrombie & Fitch. I had never been in there–I was afraid I would get a hardon with the pictures of half-naked male models all over the walls. Sure enough, the big picture just inside the entrance had a gorgeous blond hottie with board shorts barely hanging on his hips, his pubic hair winking just above the very low waistline. He was arm in arm with a brunette beauty who was obviously topless–her long curly hair artfully positioned just right to hide her nipples. How do they get away with that?

I scooted inside but of course went the wrong way so I was now staring at racks of ladies clothing. Thankfully, a dead ringer for the guy in the picture saved me and led me over to the men’s section.

“Hi,” he said. “My name’s Andy. What’s yours?”

“Uh...Jack. Nice to meet you, Andy.”

“Cool. So what brings you in today?” I wanted to say the pseudo porn on the walls, but they probably get that a lot, right?

“I need some jeans.” He led me over to the section housing the jeans. There was a whole wall of them in every style and color imaginable. I was lost before I got started. Plus, my brain was starved for oxygen since most of my blood was now in my dick. Did Andy really have to look so hot and smell so good?

“Do you have any questions I can help you with?”

“Uh...yeah...are you the guy in the picture out there?” Oh my God! I can’t believe I just said that out loud. Yes, I wanted to know, but you can’t just ask something like that right off. I had no filter today. He was amused.

“No. I get asked that a lot, actually. I only have a six-pack. That dude’s got like a twelve-pack or something. Sick.” It only took a second for me to figure out he meant that as a good thing. You get two years out of college and everybody starts talking funny.

“Um...okay then. Well...uh...I need to buy some jeans.” I’d already said that. My brain was not making all the normal connections. Get a grip, Jack, before they call security.

“What kind would you like?”

“Kind? Uh...blue?” I was blushing now, so embarrassed. But he was very sweet about it.

“I mean, what style would you prefer? We have straight, boot, slim, skinny, super skinny. And they all come in six colors and two different distressed levels–regular and destroyed.” Wait. Hold up. Did he just say “destroyed”? Who would pay big bucks for something already destroyed? My jeans were old but they weren’t ready for the trash.

I must have seemed even more perplexed because he took a different tact. “Okay, stand over here.” He moved me under a better, brighter light so he could see me more clearly. I’m sure my hard dick was nicely outlined in the spotlight. Could I just die now? I knew I should have never come in here.

He stood there and studied me, openly gawking at my legs and waist and ass. Yes, he asked me to turn around and of course I did, like the obedient little customer I was. When he finished his inspection, he walked over to the wall, selected three pair of jeans, all slim cut, all different colors. Dark, medium, and light.

“Follow me, and I’ll show you where you can try them on.” I didn’t dare try to speak. No telling what would have come out of my mouth at that point. He opened a changing room door and held it for me.

“Try the dark pair on first, Jack. And be sure to come out and show me so I can see how they look. No cheating.” He stood right outside the door while I shucked my old jeans to the floor. I thought about asking if maybe he would just like to come in with me and save all that time back and forth, in and out. But that would have been pushing it. I still needed the jeans and I wasn’t sure an Amex Centurion card worked for making bail.

I pulled up the dark washed jeans, and they felt wonderful, like they were molded to my butt, but not pinching anywhere. They rode lower on my waist than I was used to and the crotch was tight, but that wasn’t the jeans’ fault. I finally got the zipper up and stepped out. Andy grabbed my arm gently and pulled me over to a tall mirror. The inspection began again.

“Perfect. The fit is just right. Slim is definitely the way to go. You can actually see your ass in those—your other jeans were hiding it. You’ve got a great butt, show it off a little.” He was grinning ear to ear. My face was red hot and melting. Is he allowed to say things like that to me? Nobody better try and stop him either.

“How did you know? The size I mean?” I was stabbing in the dark for conversation now, just winging it. If he smiled at me one more time, I was going to cum in these nice new jeans, and I hadn’t even paid for them yet.

“I do this eight hours a day, five days a week. After you’ve looked at so many guys’ legs and butts, you can tell them their waist, inseam and the last time they had sex in two short seconds.” I nearly fell over. He was laughing. “Well, not that last one, but the other two I can nail pretty much every time. Besides, it saves time if they take the right size in with them on the first trip. And it looks like I scored again with you.” Not yet, but you just might.

“Well, we have the right fit, now you have to pick a color. Why don’t you try on the other two and we can decide together which is best?” He gently steered me back into the changing room and, two jeans-swaps later, we decided on two dark-wash for better occasions and the light-wash for bumming around, as I was doing today.

“You know, Jack, if you had those light wash jeans on today, you’d have a line of guys tracking you up and down this mall and out to your car. Trust me.” By now I had figured out he was just trying to be cool with me, and it was working. I relaxed a little, and thankfully my dick did too. I paid for my new clothes and thanked him for the help. Outside, I checked the receipt. Nope, no phone number. Too much to hope for? He was probably like that with all the guys. Heck, I didn’t even know if he was gay. But he sure figured me out in a hurry. My hardon gave it away, I’m sure. But I didn’t care. Andy was nice to me. And his register was $260 richer. Yikes!

Real shopping was hard work. Who knew? I stopped at a McDonald’s for a large Diet Coke and chilled for a few minutes. Finding jeans started out scary but in the end, Andy made me feel good about the whole process. Now I needed to do something about my hair before I had to start wearing paper bags over my head.

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Pseudo-porn is the exact thing I think of when I see Abercrombie & Finch. I feel jack's confusion over the endless styles of jeans. 

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Him getting a Diet Coke reminded me of something I forgot to comment on back in Chapter 26...I find it hilarious that he bought a Diet Coke And then went to Ben and Jerry's

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I feel for Jack, I can't fathom spending that kind of money either. I wonder how long it will take to feel real, that he can afford whatever he wants.

 

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For someone burried deeply in a closet afraid of being beaten up for being gay he sure broadcasts a lot lol. Nice to see him loosening up some more. 

Next stop a haircut. 

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For someone burried deeply in a closet afraid of being beaten up for being gay he sure broadcasts a lot lol. Nice to see him loosening up some more. 

Next stop a haircut. 

 

Can't undo an accidental double post. Dammit. 

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3 hours ago, JayT said:

Him getting a Diet Coke reminded me of something I forgot to comment on back in Chapter 26...I find it hilarious that he bought a Diet Coke And then went to Ben and Jerry's

Some people say they like the taste of Diet Coke. I don't get it. Can't stand the stuff, but I'll drink it if that's all there is. I prefer Coke Zero or Iced Tea.

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16 minutes ago, Jack Schaeffer said:

Some people say they like the taste of Diet Coke. I don't get it. Can't stand the stuff, but I'll drink it if that's all there is. I prefer Coke Zero or Iced Tea.

my favorite is vanilla Coke....then Coke Life (in the green can) it's made with pure cane sugar and stevia

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4 hours ago, JayT said:

Him getting a Diet Coke reminded me of something I forgot to comment on back in Chapter 26...I find it hilarious that he bought a Diet Coke And then went to Ben and Jerry's

To some people, drinking the Diet Coke gives them ‘permission’ to have the high calorie accompaniment. It’s very common.

 

I used to love Coke Zero until I looked at the sweetener they use – the Sucralose used some other diet sodas is slightly less toxic. I don’t think Coke Life is as widely distributed. Even Coke Zero is not always sold where Diet Coke is (2 liter bottles or in restaurants).

 

Sweeteners are the reason Mexican Coke and Pepsi are sold in large grocery stores in my area. They use real sugar instead of the cheaper high fructose corn syrup that’s worse for you.

 

 

But that whole issue parallels the A&F use of nudity to sell clothing issue. It’s just as counterintuitive.

 

Personally, I refuse to patronize a store that has so frequently sold offensive products like the notorious ‘Wong Brothers’ T-shirt. They’ve also been sued for their racist hiring practices. It’s been a pretty consistent pattern.

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Sears is in such desperate condition that it has sold off the Craftsman Tools brand to Stanley Black & Decker. Kenmore and Diehard are probably just waiting for buyers. They don’t have much left (they sold the Sears Tower and moved out to the Chicago suburbs). It’s only a matter of time before Sears and Kmart close all their stores.

 

Of the three historic catalog merchandisers in the US, Montgomery Ward is long gone, Sears is stumbling towards a collapse, and Penney’s is faltering badly. Of course brick & mortar retail is contracting in general with Macy’s planning to close some stores too. Online is much cheaper to run and you can setup shop in any low-wage, non-union location that has access to good air and rail connections (in yet another race for the bottom).

 

We seem to be heading full circle from retail where the shopkeeper located the goods for you, to self-serve, and back to someone else making your selection for you. Retail isn’t the easiest job in the world (it only seems that way to people who have never tried to help people who think it is), but a huge percentage of college students appreciated the part-time work while studying. It’s also not the most rewarding job (usually minimum wage with few being offered benefits beyond a discount on purchases), but it’s often the first job many people have.

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I didn't know erotic shopping was an activity. 😉 Way to go Jack'

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Funny he is still counting the cash in his wallet but carrying a no limit credit card.

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I just started reading this series this morning and am hooked. I was legitamately caught off when there ws no "Next Chapter" button. I scrolled up and down searching for it before I realized there wasn't a Chapter 30 yet, lol. 

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I've been looking forward to this mall trip for so long! These chapters are part of my favorite scene in the story. I'll reserve more detailed comment until later, but I'm so glad we're at this point in the story.

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On 7/4/2017 at 1:29 PM, sleepyhead18 said:

I just started reading this series this morning and am hooked. I was legitamately caught off when there ws no "Next Chapter" button. I scrolled up and down searching for it before I realized there wasn't a Chapter 30 yet, lol. 

You’re only fulfilling your nickname, sleepyhead!  ;-)

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