Julie's Panties Ch. 02

The morning after that incredible night with my girlfriend Julie and her panties, I got up early and headed off to my job in construction. Julie worked at one of the department stores in the mall, and being the newest hire, they had her working afternoons till closing. We wouldn't be able to see each other till the following Friday night. All that I kept thinking about that day was her panties but I made it through the day and headed home. As my mother worked nights (she and my father had divorced years before), and my older sister had moved out on her own, I had the house to myself. I shot upstairs to shower and then check out my new treasure. The panties had dried and I picked them up carefully and lay down in my bed to inspect them.

I held them up in front of my face and imagined Julie wearing them. I ran the cool silky nylon fabric through my hands. I carefully examined the delicate stitching and how the elastic puckered up the fabric around the waistband and the leg openings. I examined the panels of delicate lace that came down from the hips across the front of the leg openings. The lace panels met in the center just above the satin gusset. I turned them around and looked at the back panel. I looked at the shiny fabric in the gusset. I looked at the cotton lining inside the crotch area. I read the tag. Maidenform Sweet Nothings, Body 100% nylon, size 6 it said. I rubbed them on my face. I licked the crotch. I smelled them, picking up a faint remnant of Julies perfume. I rubbed them on my cock and balls.

By this time I had such a raging boner and the silky fabric felt so good that I kept rubbing myself and then wrapped them around my cock like Julie had done the night before. I slowly stroked my cock, enjoying the silky feel of the cool nylon fabric on my skin. Like before, my lust built until I was franticly masturbating with Julie's panties, once again I came, soaking them with huge streams of semen. If Julie wasn't ready to fuck, then I had a great substitute until that time.

Twice more that week I fished Julie's panties out of my closet and used them while masturbating. How was I going to return them to her in case she hadn't left them on purpose? How was I going to bring up the subject when we next went out? I began to doubt that she had deliberately left her panties for me on the seat of my car.

I had begun meeting Julie a couple of evenings a week at the mall during her dinner break. It was a great way to see her during the week, even if it was only for a half hour. We could grab a slice of pizza or whatever and catch up. I was also aware that other guys were always hitting on her and this was also a good way to "Show the Colors" and let at least some of them see that she was involved with a 175 lb construction worker!

On Wednesday we had planned to eat together and after we got our food we sat in a corner booth where we could get some privacy. We chatted about what was new, etc and then I got to the point "Hey you forgot something in my car the other night"

Julie let out a little giggle and replied 'No I didn't, I had hoped that they would give you something to think about!"

I assured her that they were nearly all that I had thought about the whole week.

She said "You seemed to really enjoy my bra and panties, I have plenty more to show you if you play your cards right!"

"How about Friday night" I quickly answered.

"It's a date" she replied, with her devilish grin "I want to do some shopping before I go back to work so I had better get going. See you Friday."

After a long goodbye kiss, I watched her walk away and enter a new store that had just opened. It was called Victoria's Secret. I drove home with a bulge in my pants.

Julies last remarks echoed in the back of my head. It sounded like she was more than willing to dress up in sexy underwear for my enjoyment. What was she going shopping for? More underwear? My mind started conjuring up images of Julie wearing some of the sets that I had drooled over when slyly looking through women's magazines and the catalogues that came in the mail. "The Maidenform Woman, you never know where she'll turn up"

Maidenform had begun marketing toward younger women with soft silky lingerie designed to please their sense of femininity as well as stir the interest of their men. I was one of those men that they were aiming at. I loved looking at pictures of women in beautiful lingerie and my steamy night with Julie confirmed that I loved getting up-close and personal with women and their silky underthings. Like any other hot blooded male, I had looked through copies of Playboy and Penthouse, fantasizing about having sex with the hot looking models. However, I most enjoyed the seminude pictures and often when seeing them totally naked, I wondered what they looked like in their underwear.

There was something about a beautiful girl in satin and lace lingerie that turned me on even more than seeing them totally naked. Perhaps it was the mystery and the promise of what lay hidden that aroused me. Wherever the root was, at this time I was smitten with the whole package. Julie, her tall, graceful beauty, her sweet personality and her apparent taste in lingerie. I considered lingerie to part of Julie's femininity that attracted me, and I hoped that there was more to come down the road. Her last comments sure pointed in that direction.

While I really wanted to make love to Julie, I wasn't terribly upset by her stalling me. I had gotten to explore the soft curves of her body while she was dressed in her silky bra and panties. I had slid her panties down her long legs. I had rubbed her pussy through her panties and even briefly touched her pussy after removing them. I had kissed and sucked on her nipples through the silky fabric of her bra. Julie had masturbated me to orgasm with her panties. Then of course, she had "forgotten" her panties in the back seat of my car. I had spent the last couple of nights using them for my sexual release. I still couldn't imagine that she would let me keep them so I washed them out, put them to dry in the back of my closet and headed to bed. Another night, dreaming about Julie and her panties.