I rode the subway home from work in a minor frenzy... It was Friday afternoon at 5:00. The workweek was finally over, and my girlfriend and I had the apartment to ourselves all weekend. Elise and I shared a room in a two-bedroom apartment on the Upper West Side of New York City. It was a great location, and our roommate actually wasn't that bad: she was my sister.
My sister, Chelsea, and my girlfriend, Elise, had been best friends since high school, and my sister had actually set Elise and I up on our first date. It worked out very nicely that my sister's best friend became my girlfriend. We got along great as a threesome, and when we all moved to NYC the living situation was easy to sort out.
The main hallway of the apartment led straight down to a dead end with two doors: our bedroom on the left, and Chelsea's bedroom on the right. It shared a common wall, which was perhaps the only difficult thing about the setup. The rooms weren't exactly soundproof, so privacy was slightly limited. Apparently Chelsea had complained to Elise once about overhearing us having sex, and since then we'd kept it on the quiet side.
But this weekend my sister was upstate, and we had the apartment all to ourselves. Elise and I had been whispering for days about the privacy we would have starting Friday after work, and we had vowed to get frisky as soon as Chelsea was gone. My hope was the Elise would beat me home and be ready and waiting...
Fortune really favored me, and when I walked in the apartment door I found that's exactly what had happened. The lights were low in the living room, some nice music was coming from the bedroom, and when I paused for a moment in the hallway I heard Elise's voice call, "Nick... I'm waiting in the bedroom for you..."
I jogged down the hall, kicking my shoes off, and took a left at the end into our bedroom. The lights were low here as well, and there stood Elise in her lace-clad glory.
Elise knew one of my absolute turn-ons is a girl in sexy panties. I devour that image... I feel like a girl in a panty set can look so much sexier than a fully naked one. She had a huge collection of satin, lace, and cotton (mostly gifts from me) and if she's feeling particularly playful when we have sex she'll slip into an outfit that she knows gets me rock hard.
My pleasant surprise was to find her standing there in a brand new bra and panty set I had never seen! It was extremely minimalistic, and mostly lace. The pattern was a deep green frilly lace with purple accents running through it. The waistband and flowers were purple and it clung to Elise ever so lightly, as if it were a size or two big for her.
It was then I noticed the truth: it was a peek-a-boo panty set.
For the uninitiated, a peek-a-boo panty set has delightful little openings over both tits, and right up the middle when you head downtown. They do the job to cover some flesh, but get right down to it and some lewd visuals can be had. It's like a step beyond nudity, putting on lingerie specifically so you can see all the naughty bits. Puffy areolas pointing through delicate lace, full pussy lips pouting out between the bottom slit... I tip my hat to the mind that thought these things up.
Elise had never worn a full peek-a-boo set in bed before. Sure, we'd dabbled with certain crotchless panties before, but this was the real deal. I looked at her and knew I'd soon be fucking her through these panties.
I stepped closer, shrugging out of my suit jacket and unbuckling my pants. "Fuck, Elise," I said, "You look amazing in that outfit."
"Really?" she asked. "I was hoping you'd like it..." She gave me a little Cheshire cat grin, having known full well I'd love this little ensemble. I finally removed my shirt and stepped to her, now wearing only my boxer briefs. "I knew Chelsea would be gone this weekend, and I wanted to wear something for you that I knew would make you moan for me."
I rewarded her with a light moan in her ear as I used my body to push her gently to the bed, caressing her neck with my nose and working my way down her neck. She moaned in turn and arched her back in pleasure. This worked perfectly in my favor, as it forced her small breasts up against the material of the bra, finally allowing them to fill it out. Her tiny, pert nipples jutted out between the lacy fabric, two lines of purple embellishment framing them well.
I had to have my fill of what I'd just seen, so my kisses continued their way down her sternum until my nose was pressed into the wonderful fabric of her bra. One of my immediate thoughts was, "Huh, this doesn't exactly feel brand new." It wasn't as soft as most brand new lingerie was, and it certainly didn't have that new-from-the-store smell to it. It was definitely perfumed slightly, but it was more familiar than just a random store brand.
This passed through my mind in an instant, and it was nearly forgotten when I got my lips around Elise's exposed nipple. She moaned and grabbed the back of my hair with both hands, feeding her breast to me right through the fabric of her bra. I nuzzled my face into her chest, devouring her and loving the surprise she had presented me with for this special Friday night.
I looked up and kissed her hard on the mouth, controlling her lips and tongue with mine and letting her know she'd hit the jackpot for pleasing me. I backed off and asked, "These things are perfect. Where did you get them?"
I expected the usual suspects, Victoria's Secret, Senza, or some other brand. But just as I moved my lips back to Elise's tits I heard. "Well... I wasn't sure if you'd mind, and I hope you don't, but they're actually Chelsea's."
I paused, my mouth half an inch away from my girlfriend's tit and the lace that covered it. Chelsea's. These panties and this bra belonged to my sister.
Weird.
