From: an345630@anon.penet.fi (chris royal)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Nicky's Lingerie (FF)
Date: Mon, 15 Jan 1996 13:22:49 -0500
Organization: Duke University, Durham, NC, USA
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Original fiction.If you don't like it stop reading it.
I went into the shop on my way home from work on a whim. I was going to
suprise 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.