The whole evening had been a sexual windup. I had returned from working abroad and hooked up with Emily who I hadn’t seen for a while, in anticipation of a night of hot horny sex. I had even brought her a promised present from Victoria’s Secret at the airport. I hoped that I had chosen well.
These were a sweet pale yellow with fine lace trim, not a thong, but cut briefly at the back so they would ride up her bottom and frame her lovely curves. I knew she would love them, and I couldn’t wait to see what she looked like wearing nothing else. Past visions of her in all her finery passed through my horny mind. The various matching outfits she had bought, not just to please me but for her own enjoyment as much as anything.
Of course she looked stunning. As we took our seats in the restaurant I could see the spark was still there.
“Guess what, I’m not wearing any knickers,” she giggled.
This could only mean one thing, or so I thought.
“Just as well I bought you some.” I handed her the cute little bag with the bow and the magic logo. Her eyes lit up.
“I might just have to go to the ladies and put these on then.”
I could only imagine how hot she must look, pulling them up over bottom, the sliding fit of silk and lace snug over her cunt. The pale yellow chiming perfectly with her skin. I could hardly wait to unwrap her.
I could scarcely detect the outline of them as she returned to her seat with that smile | knew so well, they must have slipped right up her sweet cunt. Exactly where I hoped to tongue her randy little clit through them. (I knew that she was super sensitive there and preferred the silky or lacy friction).
At dinner after the perfectly served courses and a very pleasant bottle of white wine, the conversation turned to what would come next. She anticipated me. Leaning forward, Emily murmured, but probably loud enough for the two girls at the next table to hear;
“I know you're dying to fuck me senseless, and these lovely new knickers you bought me are really making me feel super horny, but I’m afraid I can’t tonight. My daughter will be at home and I would make a lot of noise!” She smiled sweetly.
“Next time, when I bring a change of clothes for work, I can stay at yours.”
I looked crestfallen. She knew I had really been looking forward to fucking her so she took pity on me.