I thought I'd give you an extract from the middle of one of this weeks diary pages today. It's been a good week
As I think I said earlier this week, I was being punished for utilising Miss Hybrids pre used panties for my own purposes, and was having to wear white cotton ones for the week. Miss Hybird sent me out to get some more (for her amusement more than anything else), so once I arrived at Miss H's favourite lingerie shop, the following unfolded.........
“I’ve, errr, been having to wear lady’s under garments, of the panty variety”, I go on quickly, “and I really need to find some that fit a little better”
Karen looks at me again, seemingly not fazed by this at all, as if it were an everyday request.
“I’m sure we can find you something to fit”, she assures me.
“There is just one slight problem”, I say, “they can’t fit too well. My instructions are to come back with half a dozen various pairs, obviously sexy, feminine and, for me at least, uncomfortable”.
“I have a couple of styles in mind that I’m sure Miss Hybrid will be happy to see you in. Come with me”. She takes me by the hand and leads me through to the back into the fitting rooms.
“Take a seat over there”, she indicates a comfortable looking armchair, ”and I’ll bring in some samples for you to see.
She disappears for a moment and then comes back into the room, seemingly empty handed.
I look at her quizzically, at which, she lift the front of her skirt to show me a small silky white triangle of cloth that really enhances the colour of her skin. My jaw drops as I take in the view.
“These are very nice”, she says as she turns around, “they are a g-string, as you can see”.
She bends over and lifts the back of her skirt, showing me the thin string running between her buttocks, and the reverse view of the tiny triangle that doesn’t quite hide her hairless pussy, pink glistening lips attracting my attention.
“What do you think? Do you like what you see?”
I am speechless. My cock does some of the talking for me as it expands inside the small cage that is the white panties that I have on. I am very uncomfortable as I wriggle in the chair, trying to free up some modicum of space.
“Yes, err, yes, very nice, but possibly a little on the small side”, I stammer.
“Maybe you’re right”, she says with a smile and exits.
While she is gone, I take the opportunity to get my tackle sorted out into a little more comfort, pulling the gusset of the white cotton knickers to the side to allow my cock some room to manoeuvre. When she comes back into the room, I am a lot more comfortable, but the tent in my trousers can’t really be missed.
Karen comes back in again, ignores the large bulge in my lap and lifts her skirt once more.
“How about these?”, she asks, revealing a pair of see through full deep knickers. She turns, and again bends over. I can see her pussy lips through the fabric and my penis throbs ever harder.
“Wow”, I exclaim”, “excellent. One minor problem is that I can’t see Miss H thinking that those would be uncomfortable, but stick a pair in the bag anyway”
The next pair to be shown were a nice bikini brief size, semi-transparent with a pretty lacy pattern and a total lack of crotch. This time when she bends over I can see that she is very wet. I can’t contain myself, and unzip my fly, my dick springing free.
Karen smiles at me and slowly approaches, one hand under her skirt, obviously stroking her pussy.
“I wondered how many pairs I would have to show you before you got the hint”, she says.
She sinks to her knees in front of me and grasps my stem in one hand, the other still busy under her skirt.
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