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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I poured myself a drink and settled in the chair Charlie had used, her fragrance still lingered as my mind turned to the phone call with Sandra. I picked up the laptop and logged into the bank account. I transferred all but two hundred and fifty pounds from the joint account into my own account, and all but a pound from the savings account, my reasoning to myself being I was the only one earning and paying into the accounts, if she wanted out it wouldn’t be with my money as well, besides, it might elicit another phone call.
As I closed the laptop Charlie reappeared, she had changed into a short pair of denim shorts and a small crop top.
“Ummm the clothes fit great, but I still don’t have any underwear” she said
Her nipples could clearly be seen through the top as if to verify her comment, the shorts displayed her amazing legs and thighs, showing just the start of two pert ass cheeks.
“I errr there’s...” I half spluttered, “In my room, right hand side wardrobe you’ll find Sarah’s underwear, lingerie, help yourself to anything you think fits”.
“Wow really”? she replied and scooted back up the stairs. I finished my drink and poured another glass, I shouted up the stairs
“Do you want a glass of wine”?
“Yes please” came the reply
I poured a second glass of red, looked at what remained in the bottle, took a gulp out of my own and topped it up. I opened another bottle deciding tonight was a night for a drink.
“Can you bring mine up please”? I heard from upstairs
I made my way upstairs and to my room, I entered and almost dropped the glass. Charlie was prone on the bed, her shapely legs now covered in black stockings, suspender belt around her trim waist, black sheer lace panties, a black with red trim bustier pushing up her breasts and finished off with a sheer negligee. I stood by the door looking, my jaw dropping
“Well, do you think it suits me”? she asked as she reached out a hand for her wine.
“No need to answer that, I can see you like it” she laughed and winked as her gaze fixed on the bulge in my jeans. She patted the bed for me to join her, I positioned myself beside her and handed her the wine glass.
“You look... stunning! But where did you find this”? I asked, genuinely confused
“In the wardrobe where you said” she replied, “what’s wrong”?
It took a second to respond, “I’ve never seen any of this before, ever” I replied
Charlie looked at me, “Well they’re definitely not new, I can tell they’ve been worn before” she said
“Not for me” I answered, my hand now subconsciously running along her leg, feeling the softness of the stockings.
Charlie put down her glass on the bedside table, sighed lightly at my touch and unfolded her crossed legs, allowing the leg my hand was exploring to bend at the knee, opening her thighs a little as she softly whispered
“Well, your seeing them now, perhaps you’d like a closer inspection, examine them fully”?
With that she took my hand and placed it on her inner thigh. I felt the softness of her flesh above the stocking top, the edge of her panties grazing along my fingers as I explored. I slipped a finger beneath the pantie leg, feeling the smoothness of her shaven mound, as I did so I felt her own hand on my crotch, rubbing lightly against my throbbing cock. I felt her fingers seeking and finding my zipper and start to pull it down slowly, my own fingers moved further inside her panties, my fingertip brushing over her tiny clit hood, she let out a soft moan, as my fingertip sought and found her soft folds.
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