It was great news that Julie and I were going to be on the same work schedule. This allowed us to see each other during the week and my mother still worked nights so we had free run of the house on weeknights. Using the guise that we were going out to eat, Julie would stop by after work and usually we were in bed within minutes of her arrival. I was eating, but it wasn't in a restaurant!
Each lovemaking session was also an opportunity to discover more about each other. What we liked, what we didn't like, what new bra and panty set that Julie had purchased. It was a continuous parade of new colors and styles. If she wore a skirt or dress then she also wore a half slip and camisole. She also continued wearing a camisole under her sweaters and then began wearing them under shirts and blouses. She exhausted Maidenform and began buying Vanity Fair lingerie.
One evening, we were laying in my bed drinking wine. Before laying down, I had removed her skirt and blouse as well as my t-shirt and jeans. As I was caressing the curves of her panty and half-slip covered ass, I asked her "Are you wearing this silky lingerie just for me or do you like it as well?"
"No," she replied, "I love wearing it for myself, it makes me feel special and feminine. You are the only guy who gets to see me in it and I love how you enjoy it as well."
She removed her white camisole and began rubbing the silky fabric all over my bare chest, causing all of my blood to rush to my hardening penis. Looking at my predicament she joked, "I see that something else likes my underwear as well!"
I noticed that her bra was the same one that she had worn that first time when she gave me a hand job with her panties. She was also wearing a matching half-slip so I hadn't seen what kind of panties she had on. Julie almost always wore complete sets so I immediately suspected that she must have replaced the panties that she left in my car.
Wanting to move onward, I kissed her and cupped one silky breast in my hand, causing her nipple to respond. I just loved the feeling of her warm breasts through the satin of her bra and, judging by her nipple's reaction, she did as well!
I pushed the subject further. "Do you like it when I feel your body through your underwear, or would you prefer to be naked?"
"When we begin making love, usually my skin is so sensitive to your touch that I prefer to have the satin between your hand and my body" she answered. "The warmth of your hands gliding over the satin covering my skin turns me on as well. After I get warmed up, anything goes!" Pausing for a second, she continued "Which do you prefer?"
I also thought for a second and then figured that I could be truthful with her. "I love the feminine look and feel of satin and lace against your soft skin." I continued, "The way that it shines and drapes across you curves is indescribable. I feel like there is something forbidden about me seeing a girl's underwear so I get excited when you show me yours. When I touch it I feel like I'm getting away with something. Don't get me wrong, I love your beautiful naked body as well, but the longer that I take to remove your lingerie, the more turned on I become."
Julie whispered in my ear, "You also like defiling my sweet little panties as well! Now come over here and let me show you how to make love to me!"
Julie took my hand and placed it on her right breast. She still had her bra on and she used my index finger to trace its lace border from the attachment of the strap downward, following the swell of her breast towards the center of her chest. She then moved it down along the elastic band under her breast and then followed the contour back up to the top. "Use a very light touch, I'm very sensitive so it doesn't take much," She added.
