A Friend In Need

'Grant?'

'Yes.'

'Does Petra normally walk around like that?'

'Like what?'

I decided to play ignorant.

'In those trousers. I mean, they are almost see-through!'

'Oh, yeah. Sometimes she wears them when we're at home .. when I'm lucky!'

I laugh.

'Doesn't it bother you?'

'No, of course not.'

'No, I mean when I am here.'

'Well, it's not like it's a big deal is it?' Not much! 'You've seen her often enough in a bikini. What's the difference?'

'I'm not complaining, that's for sure! It's just ...'

'Yeah?'

'Well, I'm not sure that I'd want my girlfriend wandering around in front of you showing off her knickers ...'

'What a shame - I certainly wouldn't mind!'

It really was a shame! His girlfriend was a really cute Chinese girl - slim, small-breasted and incredibly horny.

'I bet! On the other hand, maybe it wouldn't be so bad ...'

'Any time Jason, any time!'

We laughed and went back out onto the terrace. It was beginning to get hot - really hot - and within minutes, both of us were sweating. Just then Petra returned. Two pairs of eyes followed her orange knickers as she came over and joined us.

'What's up with you two?'

'Nothing.'

'Come on. Spit it out. I walk out here and all you do is stare at my midriff!'

'Not exactly.'

'No not at all.'

'Well, what is it?'

She looked down.

'Ah, you're staring at my panties!'

The two of us grinned sheepishly. She looked at us both with her hands on her hips.

'I can go and get changed if you prefer!'

'No!'

'No, you look great!'

'Hmm. Well I'm still not convinced, but one thing I do know is that it is too hot to sit around here dressed like this. I'm going to get changed into something cooler. Why don't you two put a few blankets on the terrace so that we can at least sit down more comfortably?'

No sooner said than done. I went and got a couple of old blankets that we used for the outside and lay them out on the wooden terrace. Before sitting down, I pulled off my T-shirt and flung it onto the table. Jason quickly followed suit until we were both sitting there in just our jeans.

Petra came back and both of us stared at her.

'Is that OK?'

We just grinned at her like idiots. She was wearing a black pleated tennis skirt and the top half of a rich red swimming costume which was basically like the top of those leotards that ballet dancers wear except that it stopped just above the belly button and the material was a bit thicker. I say a bit, because it was still thin enough to be able to make out the shape of her small nipples through the dark red stretchy material! She had taken off her shoes and I was pleased to see that she had painted her toenails in a matching red tone. All in all, very sexy!

Given that the tennis skirt came only half-way down her thighs and that we were sitting with our eyes at the same level as her crotch, it was almost as if her tennis skirt was a micro skirt, although I couldn't see any more than a fair bit of long slender thigh.

Petra crouched down between us on her knees and then moved forwards to lie on her tummy. She did this in such a clever way that we were unable to see anything more than we had seen earlier. Jason of course took the opportunity to check her out. She looked really sexy. Her short black skirt folded over her cute little bum and came less than half way down the backs of her thighs, the pleats opening and falling to the side so that you could imagine that you might be able to see up her skirt from behind. However, from where we were sitting, this wasn't an option. Her legs were slim and muscular and lightly tanned, giving the general impression of both youth and good health. I don't know how Jason was feeling, but Petra's behaviour was getting to me and I shuffled a little to get comfortable on what was now a growing erection.

For the next minute or two, we chatted away with Petra still lying flat on her front supporting herself on her elbows. I then noticed that she shuffled back slightly which caused her skirt to be tugged up her body somewhat. It was all very discrete and I'm not even sure that Jason had noticed. However, the result was that her skirt was now pulled up to the lower edge of her bum, still not actually revealing anything but still a lot higher than could be considered 'respectable'!

After a couple of minutes, Jason obviously picked up on the situation and I caught him glancing down at Petra's bum as often as he could without being obvious about it. I, for my part, made sure to carry on with the conversation and not to 'catch' Jason looking.

Suddenly Jason turned around and sat up, making sure his body was hiding his crotch.

'I think you guys will have to excuse me for a minute.'

He stood up, keeping his crotch turned away from us and headed into the house to go to the loo. As soon as he had gone, Petra turned to me with a grin.

'Is that what you wanted?'

'Yes! I am so horny, I'm not sure how much more I can take of this!'

She rolled over onto her back and grinned.

'Maybe I should do this ...'

She reached down and pulled her skirt up over her waist, revealing a pair of pale blue panties in a very thin cotton with a white lace trim. The material was so thin that I could clearly make out the shadow of her neatly trimmed pubic bush.

'Petra! Jason will be back any second!'

I couldn't believe what she was up to - this was so unlike anything she would normally do.

'But isn't that what you wanted? Or maybe this? Didn't you want Jason to see me like this?'

She laughed quietly and spread her legs so that the soft thin material of her panties was pulled tightly into her crotch. I just had time to take in the way the pale blue material hugged her sex, revealing the shape of her pubic valley when we heard the toilet flush. Quick as a flash, Petra pulled her skirt back down and rolled back onto her tummy.

'Wait Petra. Do me a favour and spread your legs slightly.'

She looked at me, slightly puzzled, but did as I had asked.

'Why?'

'Because, now Jason will be able to 'accidentally' see up your skirt when he comes back!'

'Oh!'

I caught a glimpse of Jason walking past the kitchen window heading towards the sliding French Windows to the terrace. Any moment now he would be in a perfect position to look up Petra's skirt. Still looking towards Petra, I noticed a shadow move behind the glass panes which reflected the sunlight from outdoors. The shadow stopped moving.

'He's standing behind the glass doors and looking out, but taking care that we can't see him.'

'Really? I'd like to see for myself.'

'Don't move. He's standing there and not moving - he must be looking at you!'

'Oh, Grant, you're making me all wet!'

Petra half rolled onto her side and supported her head on one hand, her elbow on the blanket below her. As she did so, she pulled her upper knee onto the blanket in front of her, cocked at 90 degrees to the rest of her body. If Jason wasn't able to see her panties before, he certainly was now. In this position, he would have an almost perfect view of her crotch - her legs pulled apart. I pictured the way the wet pale blue cotton would be hugging her pussy and imagined how her swollen sex would look. The shape of her pussy valley would be patently obvious and if the thin material was wet, then you would be able to make out the dark blonde pubic hair through the pale blue of her knickers.

'Petra! He's got to be able to see almost all of your bum and pussy like that! I wish I was standing there now!'

'I wish you were too! I would like you both to see me like this! What would you do?'

'I would get my cock out and start masturbating! I'm bursting as it is!'

'You're making me even wetter! If I get any wetter, I'm going to have to change my panties!'

'Then just imagine how wet you'd be if you knew that we were BOTH standing there and wanking over you!'

'Oh, God!'

Petra pushed her leg back and rolled back onto her front, smoothing her skirt back down over her bum again in a perfectly natural movement. She grinned at me.

'If you'd carried on much longer, I would have had to do more than just talk about it!'

'Me too - I've got a hard-on that's threatening to poke a hole in my pants ... and Jason too by the look of it!'

I cocked my chin over Petra's shoulder at Jason who was just coming out onto the terrace. Petra turned around to look at him and I am sure that the bulge in his jeans didn't escape her attention. He walked quickly over to the blanket and sank down onto the floor next to Petra, but not before both of us had seen the state of his excitement - a fact that he tried to hide by quickly lying on his front. Petra turned towards me and grinned cheekily. I decided to up the stakes somewhat.

'I'll tell you what, it's too hot for me to lie around here in jeans ...'

I stood up and unbuckled and then unbuttoned my jeans before pulling them down over my hips. Bending forwards I continued to push them down my legs until I could step out of them and kick them to one side. Now all I was wearing was a pair of navy blue 'boy shorts' in a thin clingy material, well aware that the other two would clearly see the state of my excitement. I knew that the thin material was not going to be hiding much and as I stood up straight, both of them were staring at my crotch. I looked down and could see a smooth 'cast' of my erect cock, glimmering in the navy blue material. You could see the outer half of my cock perfectly, as was the smooth rim below the crown! Petra broke the silence.

'Er, would I be right in assuming that you like it out here Grant?!'

'Yes! It may have something to do with the way you are lying there in that tiny skirt!'

'Well, it's nice to know that I can still cause reactions like that!'

'You certainly can - at least by me! What about you Jason?'

'I think that I'm going to exercise the 5th amendment!'

'Chicken!'

'Yeah, come on Jason - I'd be interested in knowing the answer too!'

Jason laughed and stood up.

'OK, you guys, I give up. I guess that I'll have to answer the question ...'

He unzipped his jeans and pulled them down until they were hanging just above his knees. The second his jeans were open, the answer was obvious. He was wearing a pair of white boxer shorts in a lycra-like material. The shadow of his dark-coloured pubic hair was to be seen through the thin shiny material as was the form and shape of his very erect cock. It's lying at an angle to his body - pointing towards the inside of his left hip-bone - and looks to be very similar in size and shape to mine ... not as though I'm an expert in judging those types of things.

One thing is clear though - Petra can't keep her eyes off his cock - she is staring at him, or rather his cock, as if there were no tomorrow. Jason casually shoved his jeans down and stepped out of them before speaking.

'OK. So now you know.'

'We certainly do - thank you!'

'You're welcome. Although I have to admit I feel more than a little bit strange standing in front of you and your husband - one of my best friends - with an erection!'

'Speaking of which, shouldn't we also know whether or not YOU are turned on by the sight of two men with hard-ons?'

'Of course I am!'

'Is that enough of an answer for your Jason?'

'To tell the truth, not really. I would like to er, see the evidence myself!'

'No way! No way am stripping in front of you guys!'

'Hey, who said anything about stripping?'

Petra looked at Jason with a worried expression on her face.

'Well what then?'

Jason looked up at me.

'What do you think?'

'What were you thinking of?'

'I was thinking that she could maybe lift her skirt for us ...'

'No way!'

'... and if her knickers were damp ...'

'No way, Grant! These knickers are almost see-through! I am NOT doing that!'

'How about if you just roll over?'

'And?'

'Just that. If your nipples are erect, then we would believe you. Right Jason?'

Jason looked a bit disappointed, but shrugged his shoulders and nodded his agreement.

'OK.'

Petra pushed herself back up onto her knees until she was sitting on her heels. Now that we could see her chest, it was obvious that she was turned on. Whereas earlier we had been able to make out the small bumps of her nipples through the thin deep red of her top, now we could clearly see the shape of her fully erect nipples jutting out through the stretchy material. She was definitely turned on - there was no mistake about that. Still I was disappointed that she had not been prepared to show us her knickers. Simply the thought of her showing us both the skimpy panties that she was wearing was enough to send the blood pulsing through my cock.

Petra stood up and walked over to the open doorway. Looking back over her shoulder at us, she grinned.

'You two look so dejected, that I'll see if I can't find something more suitable to wear!'

With that she flicked up the back of her skirt, giving us a quick flash her peachy little bum encased in her pale blue panties. As she had said, the material was thin - thin enough that the crack of her bum and the pubic hair nestling at her crotch could be seen as dark shadows on the otherwise light blue cotton. My last impression was of the way the thin white lace edging gripped the cheeks of her bum before she let her shirt drop back down and disappeared into the house.

Jason looked at me.

'Sorry.'

'For what?'

'For pushing things so far. It's just that I was so horny and well, ...'

'Hey, no problem! As you can see for yourself, I am not exactly untouched by events either!'

'True!'

He looked down at my cock that was still straining under my pants and laughed.

'I just want to be sure that you are OK with everything. Petra too.'

'I can only answer for me - I have no problem with anything that has happened. I mean, you've seen Petra often enough in a bikini that showed a lot more than we saw today ... as for Petra ... you may have noticed that she will make her opinion more than clear if necessary!'

He laughed.

'True. Actually, I have to confess something to you.'

'What?'

'Well, when I came back from the toilet, I ... I saw more than you probably think.'

I decided to place innocent.

'What do you mean?'

'Well, I came back through the kitchen and saw Petra lying there.'

'Yes?'

'Because of the way she was lying, I could see right up her skirt!'

'You lucky bugger! I wish it had been me!'

He laughed, relieved.

'Well anyway, just as I was about to come out here, Petra moved and pulled one leg up ...'

'And what could you see then?'

'Pretty much everything! Well not everything - I was too far away and it was too bright out here to see clearly, but I could certainly see that she was wearing blue panties and ...'

'And? Spit it out!'

'... and I could see the shape of her pussy through her panties! God that was hot!'

'No kidding! What a shame that it wasn't me that was watching!'

'Oh, I don't know - I was quite happy to be the one to watch and anyway, you can see her any time you want!'

'Yes, but seeing her like that is ... different.'

'Yeah, I know what you mean.'

'But now you owe me one right?'

'What do you mean?'

'Next time I visit you and Huyang, I hope that I will also get to see something ...'

'I don't know how I can get her to do that. I DO have some film of her though.'

'That would be a start, but I'd still like to see her in the flesh - so to speak!'

'I'll see what I can do, but I'm not making any promises.'

'OK. I look forward to my next visit! Do you want something to drink? I'm going to get a beer.'

'Yeah, for me too please.'

I stood up and walked into the house. Just as I had taken two beers out of the fridge and opened them, Petra appeared in the doorway, peeking around the corner.

'Is Jason there?'

'No, he's still outside on the terrace. I'm just getting us something to drink. Why?'

'Well, I'm a bit nervous about coming out like this!'

She walked around the corner and stood nervously in the doorway. She had got changed, but not into her bikini as I had expected. She was wearing a matching bra and panties. They were made out of some kind of seamless elasticised material in a royal blue colour. The bra was little more than two triangles of cloth that barely covered her nipples, the shape of which I could see jutting out through the thin material. Likewise, the panties were seamless and thin ... very thin. The shape of her unruly pubic hair, squashed beneath the thin bright blue panties was easy to see, as was the slight sheen on the material at her crotch - though whether that was sweat or another type of dampness I couldn't be sure.

'Turn around.'

She did. The panties were full bikini-style and cupped those wonderful buttocks like a dream. The knickers themselves were cut high over the hip where the 'waistband' was little more than a narrow string. The bra was front-opening and had little more than a narrow simple strap across her back and two equally narrow blue straps running up over her shoulders.

'What do you think?'

'Perfect!'

I took a step towards her and let one hand slip to her crotch. The material was very damp and the warmth emanating from her pussy made me think about dragging her having her there and then.

'No! Don't!'

She pushed my hand away.

'I'm soaking as it is and not sure that I can go through with this'

'Come on - it's almost like wearing a bikini ...'

'Except that it isn't a bikini, it's my undies and a bikini has a double layer to protect me, which - as you can see - my undies do not!'

'True. I'll tell you one thing though - you look fucking horny!'

'I feel it, but it's totally embarrassing to be in this state - I feel like you can even see how wet I am!'

'And what's the difference to Jason and me walking around with our hard-ons on display?'

She paused and shrugged her shoulders.

'Maybe you're right. Why don't you go back - I need a minute to calm my nerves.'

'OK. See you soon!'

I walked through the kitchen and out onto the terrace where I handed Jason an ice-cold beer.

'Cheers!'

'Cheers!'

I lay down on the blanket and took a long slug of beer.

'Wow, that is GOOD!'

'Yeah and so is THAT!'

I looked up to see Jason staring at Petra who was standing silently in the doorway. She looked a little nervous which was not surprising, but the sight of her dressed in her matching bra and panties still sent a thrill of excitement through me. Jason couldn't keep his eyes off her. In contrast to the kitchen where the lighting was such that I could only see the general features of her undies, here in the bright - if reflected - sunshine, I could see every detail. Her panties were now to a large extent see-through; the blue triangles having turned translucent where the material had become dampened by her excitement. Whereas previously I could make out only a vague sheen on the damp material, now it glistened and revealed the tightly curled pubic hair underneath.

Her bra was of course dry and therefore not as revealing, but the soft royal blue material cupped her breasts firmly and heightened rather than hid the shape of her breasts and their erect nipples from our view.

Despite her apparent discomfort, she walked over and lay down between us. Lying on her stomach, her blue panties ruffled up between the cheeks of her tight bum. Looking at Jason with a grin, I slipped my finger between her cheeks and tugged them straight, causing Petra to yell out in surprise and causing Jason to grin like mad.

'Grant!'

'Sorry. Just helping you to get organised.'

'God, I almost died with shock!'

She grinned and punched me playfully on the arm.

'Petra? Why don't you take your bra off for us?'

'What? No way!'

'Come on - please?'