On a return visit to Cincinnati, I had an afternoon off, and discretely asked Karin to meet me for lunch. She suggested a small place near the school where she worked, nice enough that nobody from school would be there to spot us and maybe start gossip about the good wife.
We'd made an afternoon of it, had lunch and a couple of cocktails near a local mall. I was sitting next to her in a booth, stroking her thigh, and kept getting a little higher under her skirt. She'd push my hand away and laugh, but the color rose in her cheeks and then her upper chest. I asked her when she needed to be back at work, and her reply was, "I don't NEED to work, I NEED to take a day off with my new boyfriend."
When the waitress was refilling our waters, I slid my hand up higher, jokingly raising her skirt and showing her panties. The waitress smiled at me, and said, "Your wife could use an upgrade on those. There's a Victoria's Secret over at the mall."
Karin pushed my hand away, embarrassed at being exposed, but also at the comment.
I smiled back at the waitress, "She's not my wife, she's my brother's wife." That took her back a little, her eyes widened, mouth dropped open, but she recovered and said, "Still, I think she'd like some of their things, and I know that you would." A minute later I caught her and a couple of her co-workers looking over at Karin and me, and I winked at them. They scattered, giggling.
After lunch we drove over to V S. Karin protested, her good Catholic girl showing, but I didn't have any trouble getting her into the mall. As we approached the store, we ran into a friend of hers from work. Karin worked at a parochial school, doing office work, and this woman was a teacher.
Karin introduced me, they made some small talk, then we parted. As we approached V S, I took her hand and pulled her inside. She giggled, still embarrassed, and I looked over at her. She was so beautiful, her blonde hair falling over her shoulders, face flushed, a lightness in her composure. I was struck by the change in her since our affair had begun. Over her shoulder I saw the teacher. She had stopped when she saw us turn into the lingerie store, a surprised look on her face. I smiled at her, and winked. She didn't look less surprised then, maybe a little shocked even.
A young woman approached us to ask if we needed any help. She was a tall redhead, with bright green eyes. Loose-limbed and athletic, freckled cheeks and lush lips. She was dressed in a tight mini dress that showed off her high tight ass. Karin had turned to look at some robes, and I flipped up the back of her skirt, briefly showing the granny panties. "Yes, Miss, my sister in law needs something a little sexier to show off this nice little ass."
Karin turned quickly, now really embarrassed, a little pissed. But the salesgirl, Edie, laughed and said, "I know we can help you with that. We have all kinds of nice undergarments for a woman who wants to feel a little sexier."
She steered us to the back of the store, where there were racks of panties. I was already aroused, but now I felt like the proverbial kid in a candy store. Edie asked Karin what style of panty she preferred, I answered for her. "She's so used to the old style. She wore one of my wife's thongs, and really looked great in that. I think she'd like a few thongs, some boy shorts, and I don't know, you're the expert.
Edie looked closely at Karin now, "So you're, like, really his sister-in-law? And you were wearing his wife's..." She seemed amazed at this revelation, but suddenly her expression changed to recognition. "I know, Holy Family!"
Karin started. Edie blurted, "I remember you from Holy Family, when I went there for middle school! You're Holly's mom!" They both looked at me, neither seemed to know what to do or say now. Karin, shocked and alarmed, started to head towards the front of the store, and I wasn't sure what to say. I was going to insist on discretion from the employee, but it's not like there's patient-lingerie salesgirl confidentiality laws. This was some juicy gossip.
Lucky for me Edie ran and grabbed her, apologizing. "Please Mrs. Marin, don't worry. I'm not going to tell anybody, really." They stood and looked at each other, the tall redhead sincere and friendly. "I think it's so cool that you're breaking out of your shell. I remember we used to tell Holly how you were the prettiest mom, but how you always dressed kind of old lady. Come on and let me find you some sexy things."
She steered Karin back towards me, "I'm going to show you some really pretty panties that will make you feel so...," she leaned close, whispering in her ear, now looking directly at me and smiling conspiratorially, "wet."
Karin instantly changed from apprehensive to interested. Edie began to select a whole armful of garments, showing the details to Karin as I watched. She pointed out a sheer crotch, "so he can see what you're hiding, and when he licks you it feels so amazing." A thong that had a thicker strap, "It won't chafe you, but feels so tickly up against your butthole." A pair of stockings with garters, "When he runs his hand up under your skirt, and he gets to your naked thigh, he'll get sooo hard. And if you wear these," holding up a pair of crotchless panties, "you'll actually be dripping into his hand."
Edie sent her into the dressing room, and stood beside me. I could smell her perfume, it was fresh and young, matched her perfectly. I looked at her, long legs, short skirt, sweet hard ass, little breasts covered by her long red mane. What a babe. She turned and hugged my arm, looking up at me with a smile. "Mrs. Marin is so hot, she's gonna be on fire when you get her alone."
"Oh, she's not my wife," I replied, "I'm just kind of..."
Edie laughed delightfully, "Kind of what? Kind of fucking her? I know Holly's dad. He has no idea what to do with her."
"You kind of sound like you do," I replied, looking at her closely.
Slyly she smiled, "You bet your ass I do."
