It all started out so innocently... I hardly know where to begin. My best friend, Lisa, had just gone lingerie shopping at that well-known store, and came by to show me what she had found. Her boyfriend's birthday was the following weekend, and they were going away to a secluded mountain cabin to celebrate. She wanted to be sure he would never forget that weekend.
She was breathless with excitement as she came into my quiet apartment. I knew she could hardly wait, but she did sit down and ask for a glass of wine before she started opening the various packages. Lisa is a sweet little blonde, about 5'4" tall, nice rounded ass and pert tits. She was dressed casually, in pull-on slacks and a tshirt that just fit her so well, hugging those lovely tits. I had to smile when I saw the twinkle in her blue eyes, and the huge smile. She took a slow sip of her wine, then began telling me all about the plans for the next weekend. She had a friend close by who was going to go up there early in the day on Friday and make sure everything was perfect for the birthday boy. Finally, Lisa began to relax a bit, and started pulling flimsy, clingy garments out of the bags and showing them off.
At first she started trying to show me how nicely they fit by holding them up to her... I finally told her to go into my bedroom and change so that she could have the satisfaction of properly modeling them for me. She was so delighted with the idea, and giggled as she gathered up all the bags. She came out of the bedroom a few minutes later in the most stunning peach satin and lace bustier over a thong panty. The garters on the bustier reached down and attached to matching peach stockings with lacy tops. Her bustier framed her tits beautifully, lifting them up, and barely covering her rosy pink nipples. She did a model's turn, and ran back into the bedroom to change.
This time, she came out in the most delicious light blue number - mainly of lace, it framed her best assets, and had baby blue bows in strategic spots. Shyly, she untied one of the bows over her tits, and allowed an excited nipple to peek out. Giggling, she ran back into the bedroom, and came out with a bag. Tossing it to me, she said, "Go on.. that is for you, but you have to model it for me. You didn't think I could go on a spree like this and forget about you, did you?? Now.. go on, show me how it looks."
Lisa knows my fondness for silky lingerie. We are very close in size, and often shared special outfits. In this bag was a royal blue all-in-one, and lace-topped white stockings. I stripped down and got into these beautiful new garments. That Lisa - she knew exactly which one I wanted because we kept admiring it in the store window. I knew my boyfriend would love it, but I did not have the money to buy it for myself. The all-in-one was very wicked with bows covering slits for the nipples, and crotchless to boot, but it still discretely covered all the essentials. Shyly, I walked out of the bedroom and modeled it for Lisa, who applauded her wise and generous decision.