Hi, my name is Wendy, I'm 32 years old, I'm happily divorced, and I work at a clothes factory, seamstress, or sewing machine operator you could say. In our end there is four of us girls we are all good friends, we go on nights out and get drunk together etc. One of our gang has just left work to have a baby, Irene will be missed, but she did say she would be back and she would join us on the occasional night out. My best friend and work mate Jill, she's the same age as me, single, never been married, she and I have a thing going, (the reason for my divorce) we have managed to keep it quiet the only other person that knows is our other work mate and friend Sarah. She's married but often joins Jill and me in a threesome, as you can tell we do enjoy ourselves, which brings me to the story, so sit back and enjoy.
The week after Irene left we heard that the management was holding interviews for her job, we did need some one else on our work area. The following Monday the foreperson brought the new girl down to introduce us to her. She was 19, single, quite tall, slim, but the thing that I noticed about her was her gorgeous ass, it was beautifully rounded, prominent and firm, I caught myself thinking about sinking my teeth into her buttocks, but I quickly put the thoughts out of my mind. She wore rather tight fitting jeans her shirt was loose fitting, and open a little to show a small amount of cleavage. We all introduced ourselves to each other, she had shoulder length blonde hair with a natural wave in it, and she sat at the worktable in Iran's place.
Mary, the new girl, had done this work before, she told us, and she was cutting out the patterns for women's blouses and skirts. She seemed a nice girl very quiet and a little shy. I knew if she spent a little time with our gang, we would soon bring her out of herself. We went to the canteen at lunchtime, it was a nice day so the four of us got something to eat and a can of pop each and went and sat outside on the grass. I asked Mary where she lived, she told us she lived with her mum just along from the factory. She said she found it rather hot in the factory, I told her that was why, if she looked around, she would see that all the women wore skirts or dresses. Jill said, "I wonder what they wear under their skirts." She looked at me and smiled a knowing smile.
"What does she mean?" asked Mary, looking at me.
"Well," I said, "When it gets really hot then you don't want to wear tights, so I wear suspenders and stockings. If it is really hot then I do not wear any panties." This was the middle of may and getting well into summer, our gang always had some good parties during the lighter nights. We hadn't yet planned the first one of the year, we must do that I thought.
Jill still smiling said, "What have you got on under your skirt today Wendy?" Mary and Jill glanced over expecting an answer.
"Stockings," I answered. "And yes, I'm wearing panties, what about you Jill?" I asked.
Jill was always the forward one always daring that was why I loved her so. "Here," she said, lifting her skirt up so we could all see her little white panties and suspenders. Mary had a good peek as she was sat directly opposite Jill.
"Where do you get your undies from?" asked Mary. "I'm new in town my mum and me only moved here a couple of weeks ago."
Jill looked at Mary. "We finish at 4 o'clock Wendy and me will take you shopping if you would like that."
Mary did not take long to answer. "Oh, yes please, I don't have any friends in town yet, to show me round, or, to go shopping with."
"Well, we will show you around town after work then" said Jill. We all went back into the factory the afternoon sped by and we soon found ourselves walking out of the gates.
"I've got to go home," Sarah said "I'll see you all in the morning have fun shopping," she said with a knowing look in my direction.
"What would you like to get, then?" I asked Mary.
"Well I would like some suspenders like Jill's, and a few pairs of stockings," she said looking in her hand bag for her purse, she opened and said, "I'll have to be careful as I don't have to much money."
We went to a big department store and found the underwear section "What size are you Mary?" I asked.
"I'm size twelve," she answered.
"What about bra size, there are some full sets over here," I asked, I keenly waited for her reply as I love a good pair of tits.
"I'm a 34c," she said back. Wow, I thought, that shirt of hers is hiding some good gear. I found some sets, bra, suspenders and panties in here size and called her over.
"What colour would you like?" I asked her.
"What do you think?" She asked me right back.
"Well if you are a true blonde, then black would suit you best."
"I am a true blonde!" she glared back at me.
"Do you want to try them on?" I asked.
"No I'm sure they will be all right," she answered. Damn, I thought, I was hoping to see her tits, perhaps another day. We picked up a few pairs of stockings for her in different colours and shades. As we left the store I said "Do you want to come round to my place later and have a drink with Jill and me?"
"Oh yes please", she replied eagerly. "Where do you live and what time?" I gave her the address and told her about 7:30. Jill and I went on back to my place on the way we picked up some packs of lager.
Jill and I were lazing around, we had dinner and started on a can of lager each, we had both showered, I had changed into a short red dress and white panties, no bra, I have not got big tits, I only wear a bra to make them look bigger. Jill just kept her bath robe on, as we watched a bit of Tele. It was nearly 8 o'clock when the door bell sounded, I went and answered it, I opened the door, and it was Mary. I told her to come in.
"You look fantastic, doesn't she?" I said looking at Jill. Mary had a fairly short pink skirt on, a white silk blouse, dark tan tights or stockings I wasn't sure which, white heels and a delightful pink ribbon holding her hair in a pony tail.
"Thank you" she said in reply to my compliment.
I told her to sit. "You do like lager?" I asked offering her a can.
"Yes, I love it" she replied. She sat in the armchair opposite the settee where Jill and I sat, we chatted away, I asked her what her first day had been like, she told us she had enjoyed it, and was very pleased she had met us, because we were friendly and had made her welcome.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" Jill asked her.
"No, but I had one for a little while but it didn't last long, then we moved up here and I have not really had chance to meet anyone yet," Mary said.
"What happened with your boyfriend, why did you break up?" I asked.
"Oh, it was just I thought I liked him," Mary said. "But he was very rough, when we kissed he just shoved his hand up my skirt and was really rough."
I got up and gave her another can of lager, "You will get me drunk," she said.
I do hope so, I thought to my self. "You live with your mum... So what happened to your dad, if you don't mind me asking?" I inquired.
"Mum and dad divorced about 5 years ago, she says she won't get married again," Mary said.