I Can See Your Panties

Fbailey story number 595


I Can See Your Panties


I was invited to my boss’ house. She ran the bakery that I worked at after school and on Saturday. This was Sunday though and the bakery was closed. I had been invited to spend the day with her and her daughters in their swimming pool. Her husband was out of town on business and she wanted the company.

I was sixteen at the time and her daughters Melody and Christy were fourteen and thirteen years old respectively. Ginger was thirty-four years old and a very pretty lady.

When I arrived we sat in the living room talking. Melody and Christy were sitting on the floor with their knees up, I could easily see their panties. Ginger went to the kitchen for drinks so I took the opportunity to tell the girls that I could see their panties and they needed to be more ladylike.

I was not prepared for their answer. It seems that their father insisted that they sit in a way to show him their panties. I was astounded to say the least.

When Ginger came back into the room Melody said that I had asked them to keep their legs closed.

Ginger laughed and said, “In this house the man rules. My husband is the man of this house and he insists that our panties show…that is if we are allowed to wear any in his presence. Sitting in this chair you were not able to see my panties but then again, I am not wearing any.”

As an after thought she added, “Oh yes, and we girls are not allowed to wear anything in the swimming pool. You will really get an eye full then.”

I asked, “Does your husband know that you invited me over?”

Again she laughed and said, “Of course he does. It was his suggestion to invite you here in the first place.”

I asked, “So it is all right if I look up your skirt?”

The girls giggled and Ginger sat down on the floor with her daughters. Her short skirt hid very little. Her feet were apart, her knees were wide apart, and I got a great view of her white panties stretched tightly across her puffy pussy. They looked new and were made of cotton, and then I saw the start of a wet spot from her pussy leaking. I knew that my cock was leaking just like that, in my underwear.

I asked, “Does you husband invite many men here to look up your skirts?”

Ginger smiled and said, “As a mater of fact he does invite a few men over to look up my skirt and to fuck me.