I meet you at the front door of my building to let you in. I'm so excited to see you that I give you a big hug and what I intend to be a quick little kiss. But, I'm so drawn to you that I linger and kiss you long and slow, sucking on your lower lip a bit as I finally pull away. As I do, I whisper in your ear, "Guess what panties I'm wearing?!"
As I turn around and press the button for the elevator, you reflect on this comment and take a moment to observe my whole outfit. I'm wearing the pink butterfly tank-top from when we first met, a very tight and very short jean skirt that makes my ass look amazing, and tall socks with cute ballet flats. The whole ensemble is rather school-girl-like, but with a bit less plaid and a lot less coverage.
While waiting for the elevator, you get more and more curious about the "panties" I mentioned. Looking around and seeing no one in the lobby, you slide your hand up my bare thigh, under my skirt, and on to my tight, round, bare ass. You give it a little squeeze and I grin. Now you're thinking I must be wearing a skimpy little thong.
Since you love to tease me so much, you slide your hand back down my thigh and around to the front of my leg. I tremble slightly as your fingers creep higher and higher up my leg and under my skirt. Your soft, light touches make my whole body tingle. Finally, when I know your hand is in just the right place, I move my legs a bit apart. Your fingers slip right in to my wet, warm pussy. They brush up against my clit and I shudder.
"You naughty girl. You lied. You're not wearing any panties," you say. You give my ass a good, hard spank for being so naughty.
"I know," I reply, smiling, "And you like it."