Once when I was shopping for lingerie I had a long discussion with the shop proprietor about the purchasing habits of her male customers. She told me that the majority of men like to buy black lingerie but if they fail to show any interest in black then she knows that they need to be taken across the room to her white stock. Ever since it has been one of the questions that I ask men. Often they look at me quizzically as it is the first time they have been asked, so I become more specific and ask them what they like the models in pornography to wear. Then they look thoughtful before giving an answer.
So it was quite natural for me to want to know billy's preference. However I thought it would be more fun to send him shopping. I told him the size to buy and then made it quite clear that he had to select a pair of panties that would turn him on.
As always he got straight on to the task and was soon able to report back that he had made a purchase. We arranged another meeting for me to see them.
Well I had a surprise waiting for me. Billy had chosen the prettiest pair of panties in apricot, with a lace panel at the front and net at the rear. I held them up to view and it was clear from billy's expression that he wanted to see me wearing them. I had a brilliant idea that would double billy's pleasure.
I slowly drew my panties down my legs and placed them on the table. Then equally slowly I drew the new panties up and gave him the merest glimpse of them covering my tush. They fitted very well and felt sleek against my skin. I ran my hands over my bottom and enjoyed the tight feeling of flesh encased.
Billy was twitching with anticipation and his eyes shone. It was time to bring him closer to earth. I took my panties from the table and told him to open his mouth, as he complied they became a gag. Then he was put across my lap and the hairbrush was put into action. The hairbrush is an evil tool and the pantie gag was necessary. I took my time and let the juices from my arousal seep into the new panties.
The spanking over I removed the pantie gag and laid the wet panties back on the table. "I will leave these here for you to wash and return to me" I told him. That was clearly an honour for him.
We continued with the prostate massage and later he got a release that left him prostrate on the floor. Our time together was over. I pulled the new panties down and stepped out of them. "You had better wash these ones too" I told him. And then I left the building pantie-less.
PS - no prizes for guessing that the new panties were sniffed religiously for days before he finally washed them.
So it was quite natural for me to want to know billy's preference. However I thought it would be more fun to send him shopping. I told him the size to buy and then made it quite clear that he had to select a pair of panties that would turn him on.
As always he got straight on to the task and was soon able to report back that he had made a purchase. We arranged another meeting for me to see them.
Well I had a surprise waiting for me. Billy had chosen the prettiest pair of panties in apricot, with a lace panel at the front and net at the rear. I held them up to view and it was clear from billy's expression that he wanted to see me wearing them. I had a brilliant idea that would double billy's pleasure.
I slowly drew my panties down my legs and placed them on the table. Then equally slowly I drew the new panties up and gave him the merest glimpse of them covering my tush. They fitted very well and felt sleek against my skin. I ran my hands over my bottom and enjoyed the tight feeling of flesh encased.
Billy was twitching with anticipation and his eyes shone. It was time to bring him closer to earth. I took my panties from the table and told him to open his mouth, as he complied they became a gag. Then he was put across my lap and the hairbrush was put into action. The hairbrush is an evil tool and the pantie gag was necessary. I took my time and let the juices from my arousal seep into the new panties.
The spanking over I removed the pantie gag and laid the wet panties back on the table. "I will leave these here for you to wash and return to me" I told him. That was clearly an honour for him.
We continued with the prostate massage and later he got a release that left him prostrate on the floor. Our time together was over. I pulled the new panties down and stepped out of them. "You had better wash these ones too" I told him. And then I left the building pantie-less.
PS - no prizes for guessing that the new panties were sniffed religiously for days before he finally washed them.
Perhaps next time you might make him wear your panties.
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