Man.......I love underwear. I mean, I've always loved it, but recently I've had a spurt of appreciation for it.
I think I like it so much because it suggest a feminine innocence. An innocence that transcends experience. It is something all women possess.
The path had been set and I was about to find out where it lead.......
I stood at the stoop of their door and knocked. I was let in, and the vibe was cool...... there was no residue from previous stunts. So we sat their chatting, as we usual do, and they both excused themselves and left the room.
What I was about to see I shall never forgot.
When they came back into the room, they were both dressed down to panties and a tee shirt. Their panties were cotton and very little. The first one had on little shorts type maroon undies, and the other girl, the one who had started all of this, had on tiny low rise light blue panties. They were so cute. I was chilled when I could see the oultline of a the little tuft of pubic hair she kept hidden beneath her underwear.
They came out as if nothing had changed. They went to pour 3 shots of Patron (tequilla") standing there in only their tiny little panties. I was amazed. And what I was about to do next amazed even me.
I thought it would be rude of me to let them stand their in thier knickers while I stood fully dressed, so like a gentleman I casually removed my trousers and behaved as if nothing had happened. Seeing their thin little bodies (they are about 24 and on the thin side....pretty cute..) and those adorable little undies, had put me in a state of simmering arousal, if you know what I mean, so I had confidence standing there.
"Here's to us" was said in unison as we downed our first shot.
Delicious.
So there we were, drinking Guinness, doing shots of Patron, talking and laughing, never mentioning our dress, and nothing more than our typical level of goofing around and flirting.
This was so liberating.
They have gone home for Christmas.
I miss them.
I think I like it so much because it suggest a feminine innocence. An innocence that transcends experience. It is something all women possess.
The path had been set and I was about to find out where it lead.......
I stood at the stoop of their door and knocked. I was let in, and the vibe was cool...... there was no residue from previous stunts. So we sat their chatting, as we usual do, and they both excused themselves and left the room.
What I was about to see I shall never forgot.
When they came back into the room, they were both dressed down to panties and a tee shirt. Their panties were cotton and very little. The first one had on little shorts type maroon undies, and the other girl, the one who had started all of this, had on tiny low rise light blue panties. They were so cute. I was chilled when I could see the oultline of a the little tuft of pubic hair she kept hidden beneath her underwear.
They came out as if nothing had changed. They went to pour 3 shots of Patron (tequilla") standing there in only their tiny little panties. I was amazed. And what I was about to do next amazed even me.
I thought it would be rude of me to let them stand their in thier knickers while I stood fully dressed, so like a gentleman I casually removed my trousers and behaved as if nothing had happened. Seeing their thin little bodies (they are about 24 and on the thin side....pretty cute..) and those adorable little undies, had put me in a state of simmering arousal, if you know what I mean, so I had confidence standing there.
"Here's to us" was said in unison as we downed our first shot.
Delicious.
So there we were, drinking Guinness, doing shots of Patron, talking and laughing, never mentioning our dress, and nothing more than our typical level of goofing around and flirting.
This was so liberating.
They have gone home for Christmas.
I miss them.
Thank you for the nice words