1. The Lingerie Tester - Part 1


    Date: 9/1/2017, Categories: Wife Lovers, Author: blin18, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    watch him watching me. The game’s afoot – as Sherlock Holmes was wont to say – and once I begin the game, all I want to do is play. I stripped naked in record time and quickly slipped into the cami and the little shorts, the cool satin sending my nipples instantly hard. I experimented with a few movements in the mirror to see what I could do without flashing my pussy. It wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought; standing and walking normally were fine, but sitting with knees anywhere but tightly together would get you arrested. I opened the door and peeked around the jamb. Geoff was way out in the shop, of course. I wasn’t quite ready to go strutting right out there for him to look at me. “Geoff!” I called. “Are you still interested in these?” He didn’t run … not exactly anyway, but it was a near thing. He spent way longer than seemed necessary getting me to turn around, “now again”, “now the other way”. Then it was “arms in the air” – I allowed that one, he only wanted to see my belly-button when the cami lifted – but for “do a star jump” I just gave him a withering glare. “How about trying on a nightie?” he asked with a tolerant smile at my prudishness, running his fingers along a rack of sleek little shorty nighties. “Your wish is my command,” I chirped, not waiting for him to choose, just grabbing a powder-blue lace and satin slip with deep splits over the hips. “Are you supposed to wear knickers underneath those?” he asked through the dressing room door. I had to laugh. What a ...
    guy! This little slip was shorter than a tennis skirt; it just barely covered my pussy. Without panties, I’d be flashing every time I moved. “Yes, honey,” I explained tolerantly. “These things are designed to show off your sexy knickers.” “Here you go then,” he chipped back happily, tossing a pair of panties over the door. “Try these ones.” I’d been had! He was setting me up for that! And the panties? I swear they floated to the floor, swaying back and forth like a leaf. They were so gauzy and translucent they almost didn’t have any colour, but to give Geoff some credit, the small amount of light that didn’t pass straight though the fabric was showing powder blue like the slip. I held them up to the mirror, trying to suppress a smile (God, they were sexy!) “Are these for your wife, or your girlfriend, Geoff,” I called gaily. “Wife,” he called back. “I want to get something really sexy for my girlfriend.” I just laughed. How do you come back to that? I skinned off the satin pyjama shorts and started carefully climbing into the little panties, trying vainly not to let the almost non-existent fabric roll and bunch as I pulled them up my smooth legs. I could hear Geoff’s voice in conversation with another guy outside, but I couldn’t make out what they were saying except for a few words. I heard the sibilant ‘she’ and the soft gee in ‘lingerie’, so I kind of got the idea that they were talking about me. “How you going, Ange?” I heard outside the door. “Ready for the catwalk?” His ...
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