“Be truthful with me,” she asked, “and tell me you wouldn’t want to watch a woman play with herself. Tell the truth, now.”
“Okay, I see what you mean.” I said. “So if I had to get some relief, that would be okay with you?”
“Absolutely!” She answered.
“And since you’re going to be getting your jollies watching me walk around with a hard-on and watching me jack-off,” I asked, “would you agree to let me look through your lingerie if I needed some, uh….. stimulus to make myself cum?”
“You’re going to let me watch you do it?” She gasped.
“Only if you let me look through your lingerie, and don’t interfere.” I answered.
“Oh, that’s kinky,” she replied, “but, okay. You can do whatever you want with any of my lingerie if it’s going to help.”
“Alright then, I’ll do it.” I said. “But it’s got to be just me and you… no one else! And you promised not to say anything about this. Ever. This is our secret, right?”
“You have my word on that.” She replied.
We talked a few minutes about when my nude debut would be. After some discussion, we decided that Saturday would be a good day since I could help her clean her condo and do some ‘man’ things around the place for her.
As we were walking out of the restaurant, she hooked her arm in mine and we walked side by side to her car. When she unlocked the door, I opened it for her and she slipped into the seat. She stopped with one foot in the car and one foot on the ground, treating me to a nice view of her yellow panties pulled tight across her pussy as she held her legs open.
“Go ahead,” she said, “I don’t mind if you look. I’ve known for a long time that you have a panty thing. I shouldn’t be teasing you like this, but, you’re gong to be seeing all my panties on Saturday, anyway….. so, it doesn’t matter if you see these now.”
While I looked, she actually moved her legs a little and adjusted herself in the seat, helping my view. I could almost make out what I thought was her slit, obviously in the middle of her panty, pushing against the material. I was trying desperately not to look too obvious in case someone walking through the restaurant parking lot saw us. But, after a minute or two, as I was fully concentrating on the sight before me, she asked “Are you hard right now?”
Instead of answering her question, I decided to turn the tables on her. Looking up, I smiled and asked “Are you wet right now?”
She nodded her head up and down and I swear she opened her legs a little further and tilted her pelvis in the seat so I could see better.
Not caring now who might see me peering between her legs, I started to lean in closer until she put her hand on my chest to stop me. “That’s far enough.” She said. “I answered your question, but, you didn’t answer mine.”
“Yes, Sharron,” I answered, “I’m very hard right now. Want to see it?”
“Right here?” She exclaimed.
“I’ll get in the car next to you and pull it out, but, you’ll have to take your panties off first and give them to me…. to keep, and then I’ll let you see it.” I replied.
I could see the wheels turning inside her head. I had seen that look before when she was trying to make a quick decision on what to do. Sometimes, I could almost see smoke pouring out of her ears, she was thinking so hard.
“Not here. We could get caught.” She said as she closed her legs and reached for the door handle to pull the door closed. “Follow me over to the condo. It’s only five minutes away. Okay?” I smiled and agreed.
Hurrying over to my car, I pulled out of the parking lot and drove directly behind her all the way so she couldn’t get too far ahead of me. In as much as I was going to let her see my hard cock, I wanted to make sure she didn’t have time to get there before me, go inside and change her panties. If they were wet, they would be a prize I would treasure forever, and well worth the price of letting her see my cock. On top of that, in the whole ten years we’ve known each other, we had never had any sexual intimacy together, or talked this openly about sex, and here I was about to get her wet panties and show her my cock. In the matter of a few hours, things had sure changed.
As I pulled my car into the driveway behind hers, I shut it off and jumped out of the car. She waited for me at the top of the walkway and as she put her key into the door lock, she turned and said “I can’t believe we’re doing this!”
“Me, either,” I replied, “but, I have to admit I’m pretty turned on right now.”
“Yeah,” She agreed, as she opened the door to let us in. “I know what you mean. My heart is thumping a million times a minute. You’re not going to back out, are you? You’re going to keep your word, right?”
“Sharron, have you ever known me to break a promise to you?” I asked.
“No,” she replied, “and I think that’s what excites me. I know you’ll do it. I just don’t know if I can go through with it. I can’t believe I agreed to give you my wet panties!”
Closing the door behind us, we walked into her kitchen and looked at each other, neither of us saying a word. Finally, I spoke, saying “Okay, here we are.”
“So, how do we do this?” She asked.
“Listen,” I said, interrupting her, “before we do this, can I ask one favor? A favor just for old times sake? I mean, in view of the fact that we’re never going to be lovers or boyfriend and girlfriend?
She put her hands on her hips and smiled at me. “You’ve always been sentimental, you know that?” She answered. “And, that’s something I love about you, so, sure…. ask away.”
Receiving her permission, I asked her straight out for something which I had longed for as long as I could remember. “Could we share a kiss? A lover’s kiss? I promise I won’t ever ask you again. But, just this once….. can you kiss me like you would kiss your lover?”
She didn’t answer me. Instead, as soon as I finished asking, she walked toward me, put her arms around my neck and pulled me into her. As our lips met, her mouth opened and I finally experienced the feeling I had dreamed about for years.
Her kiss was warm and wet. She wasn’t holding back, either. Her kiss was real, and our tongues danced together as we played kissy face for several minutes. She didn’t pull back and never once did she try to end the kiss.
I was panting and my chest heaving with excitement as I finally had to break the kiss because I was out of breath. She stayed right against me as I looked into her eyes, seeing that she enjoyed the kiss, too.
Bringing her hands up to my chest, she started to unbutton my shirt as she said “You’re a pretty good kisser, you know that?”
“Well, I’ve had a lot of time to practice that specific kiss in my fantasies.” I replied.
“You fantasize about me? Sexual fantasies?” She asked.
“Uh huh.” I answered as I nodded my head up and down.
Unbuttoning the last button on my shirt, and slipping the shirt off my shoulders, she looked into my eyes and asked “Will you tell me about them some time?”
“Yeah,” I answered, “as long as you don’t hold them against me.”
“I would never do that,” she replied, “I know they are probably very personal and very intimate, and I would love to hear about them.”
Taking a couple of steps back, she pulled her skirt up to her waist, exposing her panties to me again. “I can’t believe I’m going to do this,” she said, “but, Gawd, I just have to see your cock now.”
As her thumbs went to the waistband of her panties, I held my hand up and yelled “Wait!”
When she looked up at me, I asked her if she would hold her skirt up and let me look at her as she stood in her panties, adding “I’ll take my pants down and let you look at me. I just want to look at you like that for a few minutes, if you don’t mind.”
“Your pants AND your underwear.” She said, “Take them both off and I’ll stand here like this for a few minutes and let you look at me. Is that a deal?”
My hands went to my waist as I undid my belt and pulled it from my pants, throwing it on top of my shirt that she left on the floor. Undoing the clasp on my trousers, I unzipped them and pushed them down to where I could step out of them. Standing now in only my undershirt and briefs, her eyes zeroed in on my crotch where my cock was pushing against my underwear, tenting it in a horribly embarrassing manner.
“Keep going,” she begged, “don’t stop now.”
I tried to make it look smooth and impressive, but, as I tried to pull my underwear down, the waistband got caught on my hard cock and I felt stupid trying to free myself and get my underwear down. Her eyes grew big and I heard a sharp intake of breath as my cock sprang free and wobbled in front of me as I stepped out of my underwear and stood up to face her, almost completely naked.
My cock, fortunately, didn’t let me down. It was perhaps the hardest it had ever been, pointing up to the ceiling at a forty-five degree angle. A serious look came over her face and she uttered “Oh my Gawd!”
I secretly chuckled to myself as she looked at me. My cock is not what I would call huge, but, when it’s hard like this, it measures just under eight inches. And as I twitched and flexed, it moved up and down on its own. And, seeing the way she was staring at it, I flexed it extremely hard so she could see the head turn purple and then go pink again.