Fun With Panties

My wife and I are always having swimming parties.

We live in a gated community and with our Olympic-sized pool in our backyard we always play host to different gatherings in the neighborhood such as the Fourth Of July Party, Halloween, and Christmas. (Although the Christmas parties are usually held inside.)

It was at the Fourth of July Party this past year that the most erotic thing in my life happen to me. Something which I have not spoken about with anyone. An erotic adventure which I am happy to say I am still taking advantage of.

You see, at this party my wife invited a 40 year old black woman named Eloise.

A native of Alabama, Eloise is 5'10 and with her soft brown eyes and wavy black hair she still attracts attention to men she meets. My wife is an administrator for a Fortune 500 Company and Eloise works at the same company as a Human Resources Director.

Eloise keeps herself slim and she has a sense of style and with her slight Southern drawl which is not too annoying as some Southern drawls can be she makes for a very beautiful woman. Someone you just have to jerk off to whenever you get the chance.

I had met Eloise a few times when visiting my wife at her job and she always came off as a very pleasant, but very serious woman. The kind of woman who you would feel at ease with but not too at ease.

When my wife Sherri and I decided we would have the Fourth Of July Swim Party we both thought that we should invite Eloise but we just assumed that she would not show up. Much to our surprise though a week before the party she said she was going to come and she even said she was going to swim.

"Great," we said. Knowing that a lot of our guests would not actually be swimming at the swimming party. But if Eloise wanted to swim we were sure she would not be alone.

So on the day of the Fourth Of July Swimming Party, Sherri and I greeted our guests when they arrived and when Eloise drove up my wife gave her a hug and I shook her hand. (Needless to say I wanted to stick my tongue in her mouth and hold her and feel her out but needless to say I kept my urges in check)

Once all of the guests had arrived Sherri and I started to mingle and before long it was time for me to use the restroom but when I did I found that the door was locked.

"I'll be out in a minute," I heard a female voice say through the door. Immediately I knew it was Eloise and I couldn't help but imagine what she was doing in there.

Well, my guest finally emerge from the bathroom and when she did she was wearing a Japanese-styled kimono over a pink bikini. The robe was open and the view I got was of a chocolate brown-skinned woman who was clearly a D cup and had a slim waist and hips and who looked like a million bucks in her pink bikini.

"All yours," Eloise said as she walked pass me and patted me on the shoulder. I tried to act cool as I entered the bathroom and close the door behind me. Complete with a raging hard-on.

Now when I was inside the bathroom I actually went and it was while I was going that I notice that Eloise had left an overnight bag inside the bathroom which she had slung over her shoulders when she arrived. Of course being the man I was it entered my mind that the bag was private property and it would be very wrong of me to look inside. But then again being the man I was I made sure that the door was locked and I proceeded to open up the overnight bag and when I did I found items which fascinated me.

First, I found her wallet. She had $125 dollars inside in $20s and small bills plus her credit cards and there were pictures of her parents and I assumed her brothers and sisters and maybe nieces and nephews.

Then I found her clothes. Her blouse she wore when she entered along with her jeans and her bra and her panties. Of course I sniffed these items and I must say I would have spent the whole afternoon simply doing this if not for what I found buried underneath the clothes. It was a spiral notebook and when I looked inside I quickly determine that it was the information for her internet screen names which she used on the computer. She had her screen names printed on the lined pages along with the chat rooms she visited. The chat rooms in question were mostly romantic stuff for men and women. One chat room though caught my eye because it said "BlackFemale4IvoryMan."

When I read this I smiled and realize what this meant. What it meant was that Eloise liked white men and was obviously looking for white men.

For the rest of the party I went back and forth into the bathroom or spending my time outside on the patio watching Eloise swim and seeing her get out of the pool dripping wet and with her tits almost hanging out of her bathing top.

Needless to say the beautiful woman made a lot of friends at our party and her best friend was me since I was around her every chance I got. That is when I wasn't in the bathroom having the time of my life sniffing her panties and writing down all of the proper information I needed in order to get in contact with her over the internet.

Once the party was over it was I who walked Eloise to her car and thanked her for coming to our gathering.

"Don't forget your bag in our bathroom," I told her as she was about to leave. When I said that Eloise thanked me and it was not until she left that I thought that maybe I shouldn't have said anything. Maybe she could have left the bag in our house overnight and if so I could have spent the entire night enjoying myself.

But she didn't so instead I just had to be happy with the information I took from her notepad. Information I was going to use in the future for my own benefit. Hopefully hers as well.

***** ***** *****

It was on a Thursday night that I made contact with Eloise under a screen name I made especially for the occasion.

It was on a Thursday night and I had started four days earlier when I created a screen name in which I described myself as a white male looking for a sexy black woman who wanted to keep any and all affairs as discreet as possible. Although I didn't put that I was married I knew that when I mention discreet it would send the message that I was married and I hope that this would not turn off Eloise. Rather I hoped that she was the kind of woman who wanted a married man. I was hoping for this since from everything my wife had told me about Eloise over the years I had the sense that she was the kind of lady who put her career first and according to Sherri there was a rumor going around that Eloise had an affair with an executive who like me was married.

So one night I got on my computer and I hoped I would see Eloise's' screen name appear. As the days passed I must admit I became a little frustrated but from personal experience I knew that these things took time. On that fourth night when I did see Eloise's screen name appear I must admit my hands trembled in excitement as I typed her a greeting when she entered the chat rooms.

"Hi, I live in the city that you live in" I typed in the box where there was an icon which when you clicked on it sent the message to the person you wanted to speak with. I then sent another message telling Eloise that I was a white male looking for a discreet affair with a black woman who wore sexy lingerie and was very loving and very passionate. After sending this message I then waited for her response and as I did I couldn't help but wonder if she would even respond.

Fortunately though Eloise did send me a response and when she did it was very nice and pleasant response in which she said that she too was looking for an affair which would be very discreet with no strings attached and she said that she did indeed wear sexy lingerie but only for the right man.

"Well, I think I am the right man," I wrote back to her as I felt my cock getting stiffer by the moment.

The conversation then went on from there in the same tone until I finally suggested to the hot lady I was talking to that we should meet. We should meet that same night.

"You are very bold," Eloise answered back as I knew I was taking a chance. Knew that I was risking rejection but not caring since I was just so Goddamn horny.

"We can meet in a public place," I suggested and then I said that we could meet at the big mall complex where they had a nightclub that was open at all hours of the day and night.

At first Eloise was very reluctant to do this but she did say that she wanted to meet me but not just that night.

"Come on," I then responded in another message. Thinking that I was wearing her down with my persistence. Well, my work paid off when she relented but instead of the all night bar at the mall she said that we should meet at this small establishment that was in her neighborhood.

"Sounds great to me," I told Eloise since she told me the name of a place I had been to. We then told each other we would be there in less than an hour and signed off.

My heart was beating fast and my hands were shaking. I knew Eloise was going to get the shock of her life when she saw me and of course the fear went through my head that when she saw me she could freak out and end up telling my wife and cause major problems for me. But believe it or not I did not fear anything like this happening because it has been my experience that things like that only happen in the movies. Of course there is a possibility of such things occurring and I guess that's where the danger is. That's where the risk is and thus that's where the fun is.

Eloise did not freak out when she saw me at the neighborhood bar.

But she did act embarrass and when we sat down in a booth the first question out of her mouth was whether or not my wife Sherri knew that she and I had been talking?

"Oh no," I told Eloise who came wearing a silk blouse and a tight skirt with stockings that you could see the seam running up her calf. Wearing red spiked heels and looking damn sexy and provocative with her hair pinned on top of her head and wearing glasses that made her look sophisticated. As if she was a slut just hiding behind the sophisticated persona.

"My wife and I have an understanding. She leads her own life, does her own thing. And I do in my life what I wanna do. Hell, we even have our own computers."

Eloise laughed at this remark and it seemed to break the ice between the two of us. We then talked about what we wanted out of a relationship which was a chance to be with someone we were attracted to and who could fill our sexual needs.

"Are you attracted to me?" I had to ask Eloise as I lean forward in the booth we were sitting in. When I asked the question there was a question in my mind whether or not she was attracted to me because for whatever reason I didn't get that vibe. Perhaps it was because of the way she button up her blouse all the way as we talked. Perhaps it was the way she folded her arms across her chest as we talked.

"Well, you are an attractive man," she said to me. But then she added that she did not appreciate men who locked themselves in the bathroom in order to look through her private property.

"I saw you going in and out of the bathroom during the party. I knew my stuff was in there and you were looking at what was inside my bag. When I got home that night I notice that everything had been re-arranged and I even notice that you had been looking to see how much money I had. You better be glad you didn't steal any of my money because if you did I would have had your ass arrested. When you sent me the message over the computer I had an inkling that it was you because you seemed like you were horny enough to do something like that."

As Eloise said this it was without amusement and my heart just sank as I saw my chance of being with this woman slipping away. The next few words out of her mouth made me feel even worst.

"So why are you a pervert?" the lady asked as she looked me in the eye and I couldn't help but try to avoid her glare as I looked around. Looked at the people sitting at the next table. Looked at the waitress walking between the chairs. Looked at my glass of water that the waitress put on my table. Looking at anything but Eloise.

"I'm really sorry," I then told the black woman who I was sure was going to end up telling my wife what I did and perhaps even notify the police as to what my habits were.

But then all of a sudden Eloise began to laugh and when she patted me on the arm I knew she had just been playing with me. As I then sighed a grateful sigh Eloise announce that she had a present for me and she open up a purse and took out a plastic bag with garments inside.

"What's this?" I asked as I took possession of the bag. Eloise said nothing to me but put a devilish smile on her face. When I saw that smile I also looked inside of the bag and immediately I knew that Eloise had put some of her panties inside.

"I thought I would bring you a little gift," the black woman said as she then lean forward in her seat and moved her feet under the table so her heels were rubbing against my leg.

"But if a man is going to enjoy my panties I insist that he enjoy me as well. Do you agree?"

"Yes, I agree," I replied as I tried to act nonchalant. Tried to act like it was an everyday occurrence for me to have a beautiful black woman hand me a plastic bag filled with her lingerie.

"Well, good then," Eloise told me as she got up from the booth in the bar and motion for me to follow her. When the two of us were outside she moved close to me and put her hand around my waist.

"You wanna come to my place?" the sexy black woman ask me as she lean against my body as the two of us walked towards the cars in the parking lot. Of course I told her yes as I put my arm around her and held her close. We then separated as we got to her car and she told me to follow her.

"I'll do that," I replied as we both then got into our vehicles. I followed Eloise and less than ten minutes later I was pulling into her driveway behind her and getting out and walking towards her front door.

"Don't forget the panties," Eloise said as she saw that I was walking up to the door of her house empty handed. Upon hearing this I went back to my car and pulled out the plastic bag in the back seat and brought it inside.

"What are we going to do with these?" I asked Eloise as we made it into her home and the sexy black woman lead me into her living room.

"I wanna see you jerk off into them," she said as she lead me to the couch where I sat down and Eloise stood in front of me. Lifting up her skirt and rubbing her pussy right before my eyes.

Upon seeing this I couldn't help but drop my mouth open in both shock and anticipation. I then did exactly as I was told and took out a pair of her lacy panties which I rubbed against my cock and balls once I had unbutton my pants and had pulled them down pass my knees.

Of course I quickly shot my wad into Eloise's silk red panties and when I did she was on her knees in front of me moving her hands from my legs and up my thighs and finally up to my chest where she grabbed ahold of my pectoral muscles and squeezed my nipples as my jism shot into the air.

"Oh yes, baby," Eloise said as if she was a female Jazz singer hearing an especially beautiful note. She then held my cock with the panties between her fingers and began to milk the last drop of cum from my cock which was slowly loosing its stiffness but was more than ready to go another few rounds before the night was over.

***** ***** *****

From that first night with Eloise to now which has been a lapse of two years I have continued to meet with Eloise and have our fun.

We now make love to each other when we see each other but still Eloise has a fetish for watching me masturbate into her panties. One time she even sneaked me into her office so I whack off in front of her as she sat on her desk with her legs spread and playing with her clit.

Eloise and I often do things like that. We always make it a point to bring excitement into our sexual adventures.

THE END