This story has a strong panty sniffing fetish theme so if this is something you find unpleasant please rather read another story.
I welcome feedback and comments, both good and bad.
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Chapter 1
The following morning when Sara woke up, she could feel her pussy was very wet and was still tingling with arousal. She sat on the side of the bed and removed her panties. As she walked to the bathroom, she fingered the gusset she felt it was thickly coated with her creamy discharge. Her erotic, dream-filled sleep, had soaked them and she wondered if she had had her hand down her panties during the night? She lifted her panties to her nose and her pussy scent on them was gorgeous; these would definitely be ready to send. After she had finished on the toilet, she pulled on her next pair and headed downstairs for her morning coffee.
Scott was sitting on the deck enjoying the morning sunshine. She poured her coffee and sat across from him. She could see that he seemed withdrawn and sullen.
"Is everything OK?" she asked.
"Not really," he said sighing, "I woke up to go to the toilet last night and you were not in bed? I should be asking you what's wrong, you're like a different person lately."
"I was just battling to sleep so I went downstairs to check my emails. With the apartments there always seems to be lots of emails to answer, and admin to do," she lied easily.
"It's not just that. I get the feeling that when we have sex these days you are just going through the motions. Don't I satisfy you anymore?"
Sara felt her temper flare. She was not the one who had issues staying hard, and on the few occasions he was hard, he was only really concerned about his own pleasure. If it were left up to him, she would hardly ever have an orgasm.
"Let's just say we are going to need to do something to spice up our sex life. These days I feel that my pleasure tends to take second place to yours, most of the time," she said struggling to keep her anger in check.
"I suggest we hold this conversation until this evening. I have to get to work," he said, flushing.
Typical, Sara thought. As soon as he is backed into a corner, he leaves the conversation. She had to bite her tongue, not to reply with another caustic comment.
As she finished her coffee, she thought about the planned photo session with Hayley. They had never been naked in front of each other and she wondered how they would deal with each other's nudity. The memory of the picture that Hayley had sent the previous evening and thought of seeing her friend's pronounced mound in front of her, made her pussy tingle and all the erotic dreams that had disturbed her sleep, came flooding back.
Sara showered and dressed ready for Hayley's imminent arrival. She took the remaining stock of panties from her drawer to make sure all her pictures were up to date. She opted for a loose cotton dress with buttons down the front to make changing easier.
When Hayley arrived, she smiled to herself. Hayley was also wearing a loose-fitting dress and Sara again wondered whether stripping naked to change panties would be awkward between them?
"Did you bring a few pairs with you?" Sara asked as they walked into the study.
"I did but they are very plain. I'm not sure they are going to be of much interest to anyone."
"Don't worry about it. In most cases the guys are more worried about what's in the panties than what they look like, from what I have read the pheromones trigger a pleasurable response in human brains, the visual aspect seems to be secondary." Sara couldn't let on she had not only seen but also enjoyed her panties. From the enjoyment she had had from them she was certain that the buyers would also love them.
"How are we going to do this?" asked Hayley getting straight to the point, "I haven't done this before."
"It's entirely up to you, but I think that it will be easiest if we just get undressed down to our panties and do the pictures. If we keep having to go out to change it will just take too long."
"Um, ok," Hayley answered hesitantly.
Sara unbuttoned her dress and by the time she had slipped it off, she saw that Hayley had not moved.
"Come on, get that dress off and let's start taking some pictures," she said lightly but could see that Hayley was still looking pensive.
"Those panties you are wearing are so sexy compared to my boring cotton ones, I haven't bothered with sexy underwear for ages, Brett doesn't seem to notice anything I wear," said Hayley shyly.
"Let's just see what you have and take some pictures so that we can get them posted. The best way to judge their appeal will be to see the reaction we get. Besides, we are going shopping tomorrow so you can buy a few sexier pairs."
Hayley reluctantly pulled her dress up over her head and as the hemline lifted past her waist, Sara took the opportunity to look at her boyish figure. With almost no hips and A cups, she looked much younger than her actual age. She was certain that some innocent looking panties worn by her would be great sellers. She was also pleased to see that Hayley was still wearing the pair with the yellow trim that she had been wearing in the photos, so they should be ready to go if any orders for them were received.
As Hayley turned to face her, she crossed her arms over her breasts shyly.
"Don't be shy. We are both women here and if we are going to do this, we are going to need to shed our inhibitions."