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Subject: Nicky's lingerie (FF)
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I went into the shop on my way home from work on a whim. I was going to 
surprise my husband with some new lingerie. My husband usually bought my 
lingerie, I don't see the point to it, no sooner have I put in on when 
he immediately begins to remove it again. It was a small shop, narrow 
but it stretched back along way from the doorway. I was the only 
customer in the place, it was getting close to closing time. I was only 
still in the downtown area as I had been kept late at work because of a 
meeting.
I don't even know why I had been told to attend the meeting it had 
nothing to do with my department. Most of the stuff I found very boring. 
My mind was constantly wandering. Maybe that was why I had decided to 
buy some lingerie on the way home. I had been doing a lot of thinking 
about my husband. I loved the feel of his hands on my body, caressing my 
breasts, sliding down between my legs. I loved the feel as his tongue 
gently flicked across my clit. I didn't like him sticking his tongue 
inside me. So when he went down on me he would usually trace his tongue 
lightly around my labia occasionally brushing my clit. Then he would 
begin to focus more on my clit, flitting his tongue across it. Teasing 
me. As I begin to moan in pleasure he increases the pressure. I need 
more, I press his head down into my crotch. He spreads my legs with his 
powerful hands, holding me open to his tongue. As he increases the 
pressure on my clit I feel the wave of my orgasm building. Sliding his 
hands under my buttocks he pulls me up against his tongue. The extra 
pressure sends me over the edge, I moan loudly. I feel the pressure of 
my husband's tongue let up, but he licks faster prolonging my orgasm.
With thoughts like these it you can see why it had been hard to 
concentrate during the meeting. At one point in the meeting I pulled my 
chair in closer to the table. This was so I could slip my hand down to 
my crotch without anybody noticing. My skirt, cut just a little above 
the knee, had a slit at the front which made my job easier. I traced my 
finger lightly over my silk underwear up and down my pussy lips. My 
panties are wet. I push the silk material down into my cleft as I 
increase the pressure on my clit. I want to get off, but I don't think I 
could do it quietly. I will myself to stop. It's difficult. I find my 
mind and hands keep drifting back to my crotch throughout the meeting.
The sales assistant appears from behind a curtain at the back of the 
shop and walks up to the small display counter with the cash register on 
top. "Hi, I'm Nicky, is there anything I can help you with?". She's 
cute, mid-twenties, with short bobbed blonde hair. I walk up to the 
counter. It has a glass see through top, the lower shelves are mirrors 
with silk panties displayed on them. "I just came in to browse" I say. I 
look down into the display case, there is a bright red pair of panties, 
my husband likes me to wear red. I notice that I can look up under 
Nicky's short cotton dress because of the mirrored shelf. She is wearing 
a red pair of panties, only they look skimpier that the ones in the 
display case. There is a small triangle of red silk fabric stretched 
tightly over her pussy. I bend over to get a closer look, "I like the 
red ones, are they pure silk?".
"One hundred percent. Don't you love the feel of pure silk against your 
skin? Would you like to try them on?".
"I'll just browse for a few minutes" I say. I'm still bent over looking 
up Nicky's dress. She can't be sure where I'm looking, but she knows 
that what she is showing. I pretend to look at the other things in the 
display case by moving my head, but my eyes remain fixed on the tight 
triangle of red. Nicky shifts around behind the counter. She turns and I 
can see a thin red thong running up between her rounded buttocks. Her 
skin is wonderfully smooth, her ass looks firm. She bends down slightly, 
pushing her buttocks towards me. Nicky's putting on a show. 
"I have to go and rearrange some of the displays. When you would like to 
try something, let me know." With that Nicky walks from behind the 
counter into the main body of the store. The show's over. On the left 
wall there are a series of shelves with half mannequins on the very top. 
These are the ones Nicky decides to rearrange. Using a small ladder she 
climbs up to redress one of the mannequins. As she climbs I get and even 
better view of her firm ass. I walk over to where she is working. 
Nicky's putting on a display I don't want to miss. I want to get a 
closer look at her gorgeous ass, I try not to be too obvious but she 
knows what I came over to look at. I'm standing at the foot of the 
ladder pretending to look at items on the shelf. Nicky's buttocks are 
about eighteen inches diagonally up to my left. Her legs are just as 
firm as her buttocks, both of which are lightly tanned, no lines.
"While you're there do you mind passing me those white lace panties from 
the shelf right in front of you?" She's looking down at me, she can see 
where I've been looking. A little flustered I reach for the panties. 
They're very soft, flimsy. As I pass them up to her. my eyes follow her 
legs up under her dress. Nicky's turned slightly towards me, I catch a 
glimpse of the small red triangle covering her pussy. As I look up Nicky 
is smiling down at me. "Nice aren't they? The red ones, I mean"
"Very attractive" I say. My pussy is getting wet again. I want to reach 
down and rub it as I did in the meeting. Nicky turns back to finish her 
work on the mannequin. With one last glance up her skirt I wander off to 
look for a pair of panties like the ones Nicky has on. If they have this 
effect on me they will work wonders for my husband.
 As I walk to the wall opposite Nicky I slip my hand in through the slit 
in my skirt and give my pussy a rub. I'm dying to get off. The wet silk 
clings to my slit. I give my clit a few gentle strokes. I glance over my 
shoulder, Nicky is still working up on the ladder. Although now I'm too 
far away to get a good look up her skirt. I turn back to the display 
case in front of me My clit wants to be stroked again. I can't do it 
here. My hand goes down, I press my skirt up against my crotch. The 
pressure feels good against my pussy.
"Would you like to try these on" says Nicky. I hadn't noticed her come 
over. As I turn to her I see she is holding out a pair of red thong 
panties like the ones she is wearing. Automatically I reach for them. I 
hadn't told her I wanted to try them on. My hand feels the soft silk of 
the panties, they're warm, there's no tag on them. I hold the silk up my 
cheek it's soft, smooth. The panties still smell warm, they smell of 
Nicky. 
"Shall we see if they fit?" I nod. Nicky takes the panties from my hand, 
kneels in front of me. Her hands reach up under my skirt and begin to 
pull my panties down. 
"No, what if someone comes in."
"The doors locked and I've closed the shutters" Nicky says as she smiles 
up at me. "I thought you might need a little more personal attention in 
picking something out. I thought it best if we weren't interrupted. Its 
pretty much closing time anyway."
Nicky pulls my panties down. As I step out of them Nicky lifts them up 
to her face. She rubs them against her face. "These are good quality" 
she says. "They smell good too." I'm sure she noticed the wet patch, but 
she made no comment.
"Why don't we take your skirt off, that way we'll be able to see how 
these panties really fit you." With that Nicky unfastens my business 
skirt and lets it fall to the floor. Except for my shoes I'm naked from 
the waist down, with a cute blond kneeling at my feet, my wet panties in 
her hand. I'm glad I decided to buy something for my husband. 
Nicky holds out the red panties for me to step into. She slides them 
slowly up my legs. She's caressing my legs. Although they aren't as firm 
as hers I'm in pretty good shape. She pulls the waist band up over my 
hips. The thong settles in the cleft between my buttocks. A few of my 
pubic hairs are sticking out even though I keep my bush neatly trimmed. 
Nicky's fingers reach behind the silk touching my bush as she spreads 
the fabric. My hairs disappear. Then she pushes the fabric against me 
smoothing it out. She slides her hands between my legs pulling the thong 
up between my buttocks. Her hands sliding over the silk feels wonderful. 
"How do those feel?" she says as she gets to her feet.
"Sexy" I say.
Nicky reaches down with her hand smoothing out the panties. She uses 
slightly more pressure this time. One of her fingers pushes the material 
into my cleft, brushing my clit. I'm wetting these panties too.
"That does feel sexy doesn't it." She says. "Go see how they look in 
that mirror while I go and get a few more things for you to try on."
I turn to the mirror. The panties look pretty good on me. As I said 
before I'm in good shape. I look a little silly though, standing in my 
shoes, red thong panties and my business shirt. I slip my shoes off and 
begin to undo my shirt. By the time Nicky gets back I only have a bra 
and panties on. I look pretty good in the mirror. My breasts are firm 
and don't need a lot of support. The lacy bra I'm wearing is all I need. 
Lace makes me feel sexy. Occasionally I'll undo an extra button while 
I'm at work. I like to tease some of the men who come to my office with 
an eyeful of my firm breasts nestled in flimsy lace. It's fun to see 
them maneuver around as they try to get a second look.
Nicky is standing behind me looking in the mirror. "You look great. Try 
this bra on, I think it's the right size." The bra she's holding is 
white lace, underwired, there's also less fabric than the one I'm 
already wearing. "This will make you even more eye catching" she says. 
She places the clothes she's brought on the chair next to the mirror. 
Sliding her arms around me from behind she releases my breasts from the 
"front loader" as my husband likes bras with a clasp at the front. 
"You're firm" Nicky says as she cradles by breasts. My nipples begin to 
harden. I can feel Nicky's breasts pressing against my back. Her soft 
hands feel totally different than my husbands rough hands. Warm, 
caressing my breasts, brushing my nipples lightly. Different is good.
"Why don't I try that bra on a little later. I'd like to feel something 
a little softer." I like my breasts being free. Nicky slides her hands 
down over my stomach, pressing her breasts harder against my back. She's 
looking into my eyes in the mirror as her hands smooth out my panties 
again. First she spreads the fabric out the fabric over my pussy. Then 
she reaches her right hand down between my legs, slowly bringing it back 
up, one finger applying more pressure between my lips, tracing upwards 
over my clit. I close my eyes and let out a slight moan. Nicky presses 
down between my legs again, harder this time, than lightly brings her 
finger back up. Her left hand reaches up to cradle my right breast, 
pulling my body back against her breasts. I reach back, slide my hands 
up her legs, going up under her dress until I have her firm round 
buttocks in my hands. I pull her crotch tight up against my bare 
buttocks. I open my eyes, Nicky is smiling at me in the mirror.
 Nicky releases me and takes a soft cotton night shirt she had brought 
over off the chair. She spreads it on the ground at her feet. Next she 
pulls her cotton dress off over her head and spreads this on the floor. 
She has no bra on. She doesn't need one. Her breasts are smaller than 
mine and firmer, pert. On top of the clothes on the floor, Nicky spreads 
a couple of silk camisoles. Taking my hand she draws me down to the 
floor.
I lie back on the silk.  Nicky leans over me lowering her mouth to my 
right nipple, the more sensitive one. She flicks it lightly with her 
tongue. Her left hand traces it way down my abdomen. She slides it under 
the panties. I'm very wet. Her finger slides easily into my slit. Down 
it slides between my legs. I spread my legs and push up against her 
hand. Her finger slick from my juices comes to rest against my puckered 
asshole. My husband's never done this. It feels good, Nicky just applies 
gentle pressure, then her hand moves back up between my lips. As it 
grazes my clit I let out another moan of pleasure, louder this time.
Nicky's head moves from my breast. I can feel her warm breath moving 
down my belly. Pulling the panty fabric to one side her hands are 
caressing my pussy. Pushing her fingers down into my cleft. Teasing my 
clit. She doesn't try to penetrate me, I'm glad, that would be a 
distraction. She spreads my legs further, her tongue brushes my clit. A 
jolt passes through me. Again her tongue passes over my clit, down 
between my legs. As she brings her head back up she covers my clit with 
her mouth, lightly sucking on it. After only a few seconds I come. I've 
needed that all afternoon.
Nicky lies down next to me her head resting on my leg. She smiles up at 
me then begins to lightly run her fingers over my pussy lips, 
occasionally brushing my clit. I'm very sensitive down there, even the 
lightest touch sends shivers through me. Turning on my side towards her 
I rest my head on her leg. I can see moisture on her blond pussy hairs. 
Her clit is moist and protruding. I spread her pussy lips revealing her 
tantalizing moist coral colored inner flesh. I lick my finger and run it 
up her slit, teasing. She spreads her legs wider. I move my head towards 
her pussy. My tongue flits rapidly, yet lightly across her clit. Nicky 
moans loudly. Her fingers press between my legs. She's close to coming. 
I lighten the pressure on her clit, teasing her. Her hand moves to the 
back of my head, she wants more pressure. I resist, teasing her lightly. 
Her moaning gets louder. She is about to go over the edge. I can feel 
her tongue on my clit again, pressing, insistent. My mouth engulfs her 
clit. I increase the pressure. Her hand presses me on. Her pussy presses 
against my face. I feel her body shudder as she comes. As I feel the 
pressure on the back of my head lessen, Nicky moves her hands to my 
bottom pulling my pussy tightly against her mouth. I come again.
Needless to say I bought the red panties. My husband was very pleased 
with them. He was surprised that I had bought them. "Not like you" he 
said. I told him not to be surprised if I bought some more. 


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