Humble White Panties

"Are you coming?" He called from downstairs.

"Not yet...." 

She replied giggling to herself at the unknown double entendre that had been exchanged between her and her date downstairs.

She resumed massaging her lower lips firmly with her finger tips as her hand struggled to remain within the confines of the form fitting white panties she had just put on. 

A moment later, "I'll wait in the car then." he called back up.

"No…No.. I'm coming." She abruptly stopped and yelled back down making sure he heard her from upstaters and from behind the closed bathroom door of the apartment.

He was in a hurry and thus so was she...except now she was frustrated.

"I wish I was coming….." she mumbled to herself as she pulled her hand out of the tight sheer panties and took a deep breath. 

"I can't believe I just did that." she told herself uncertain of why the soft fabric had had such an effect on her. Normally she was not one to masturbate; especially right before a date...let alone with her date waiting downstairs.

She adjusted the new panties and turned around and looked over her should to get a view of her backside. She admittingly looked spectacular in the basic seamless white panties. They wore like as second skin and had remarkable stretch, but at a size too small the stretch also created a perfect sheerness.  She admired how they created a perfect dimple between her cheeks. She would have never guessed these simple panties would be so flattering. How did he know? 

She was losing herself in self admiration again and then abruptly she stopped her contemplation of going back to her self enjoyment and instead hurriedly looked around to find her hose and dress in order to finish getting re-dressed.

The whole thing was a contradiction of terms and definitions she thought. Normally she would not have had an issue choosing to wear these style of panties, but being told she "needed to" was a different matter entirely. She was confused and uncertain by the relationship; by him, by his actions, by his requests and by her desire to make him happy. 

On any other day, a work day perhaps, she would consider wearing these, but for special occasions, for special dates she liked her lingerie to match her entire outfit. Something "sexier" had been her choice when she picked the black lace panties. Fancy panties for a fancy dress for a special event; that made sense to her. White simple panties under a sexy sweater dress did not. 

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When he had arrived she was uncharacteristically already dressed, needing only to finish doing her hair. Normally she wouldn't even be this far along even though he was a stickler for punctuality. He followed her upstairs to the bedroom and laid a small gift box on the dresser sealed with a simple blue bow. In her haste up the stairs she hadn't notice him carrying anything when he came in and the surprise now shown throughout her face. 

"Should I open it now or later?" she asked uncertain of the occasion for a gift.

"Now."

She unraveled the bow with a simple tug and folded back the light blue tissue paper and pulled out the delicate and very tiny white panties.

She looked confused and said nothing.

"For tonight." he explained.

"But I already have some on…plus I think they are two small" she responded abruptly.

He turned to walk away.

"Wait… Honestly I think they are too small"

"They ARE the perfect size for you. Perfect for tonight. You need to wear them. It will be good for you."

They stared at each for a moment.

"I have my tights on already…" she pouted. "That means I will have to take them off and get dressed all over again."

He said nothing and simply shook his head. She relented.

"Fine." she replied as she walked past him towards the bathroom and closed the door.

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Always the perfect gentleman, he held the front door open for her.

"I am ready for a drink." she smiled as she made her way out the door. "By the way, they fit really well."

"I knew they would be perfect. Humble panties are what you need." 

"What?..humble…" 

He interrupted her confused comment as he gave her a solid full palm spank to her pert bottom.

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"I can't believe we won all those items at the auction tonight. I can't wait to open this nail spa gift package." she said as she half stumbled through the front door and nearly dropped the large gift basket on her living room table.

"Technically we bought them." he smirked laying another basket on the table.

She sat down and unhooked her heels, sliding out her tired feet and watched him attentively as he took off his coat and undid his tie. She waited anxiously for his next move. Without a word he turned back around and towards the front door.

"Whaa….where are you going?" she asked fully perplexed.

"Home. I have things to do in the morning. Come here and give me a hug".

Without a momentary hesitation, she lept up, stood on hosed feet and flung herself towards him wrapping her arms around his back. "But I thought you'd want to hang out for awhile."

"Not tonight Hon. You did well tonight. You behaved yourself; but I am heading home." He kissed her gently on the lips.

"But…I thought you might want to keep me warm…and see how the panties fit me? I have been thinking about it…" she asked coyly. 

"I know you have." He interrupted. "I am sure you will be fine." 

She gave into her confusion and thought he was doing these things just for that sake.

"Fine." She pouted as she reached in for another hug and welcomed his groping hand as it outlined her cheeks and his fingers half pressed into her feminine lower cleavage and were pushed back by the extra taught elasticity of her panties. At least he was predictable in his goodbye gestures she thought.

"You can call me in the morning and let me know how they felt to sleep in. Goodnight Hon."

Moments later she was alone in the apartment and letting out a sigh flopped herself on her sofa. Her mind raced for a moment and then she let her frustration take over her. She pushed herself further down the sofa, spread her long lean legs and extended one leg onto the coffee table. Hiking up her dress she pulled out the front of her black pantyhose and without a singular glance reached her hand into her sheer white panties. She thought about how he made her feel; how those panties made her feel throughout the night….it was all a contradiction, but ultimately pleasurable. Closing her eyes, she proceeded to finish what she had started. 

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