It was mid morning when my phone rang. I was surprised to hear Laura's voice. She was my best friend through high school. We were closer than sisters until she took my boyfriend. It wasn't like I loved him. It was the sneaking around. He was a big time jock and we were cheerleaders. He kinda played us against each other and she won. She followed him to college and they got married. Now she is freshly divorced. She moved to a city nearby and wants to have lunch. I missed her terribly and jumped at the chance to see her again. The next morning I drove 20 miles to townhouse in an upscale neighborhood. Very nice!! was all I could think as a parked my car. She greeted me with a glass of wine and a warm hug.
“My God I've missed you.” Laura obviously had started early. She poured another glass for herself.
She looked great. Nature had treated her well. She had full breasts, a tiny waist and a luscious ass. She must have men lined up around the block. Her long legs were to die for. But even with perfect hair & makeup, she had tears welled up in her eyes. Laura fixed a plate of sushi and brought another bottle of wine to the couch. When she started to go into the details of the marriage, I looked for any way to change the subject.
“You look so fit, how do you stay in shape?” Her demeanor changed.
“I never stopped working out. Just like we did in high school. By the way, it looks like you are no stranger around the gym.” She refreshed her wine.
“Guilty as charged. Do you have a trainer?” Her eyes were drying out.
“Yeah, she's great. But I remember when we used to workout together all summer getting ready for cheerleading. We used to push each other really hard.” It was working.
“Is you gym nearby?”
“Half a block away..” Laura was smiling. “Got my workout clothes in my car. You ready to work up a sweat?” There was a gleam in her eyes.
Then she said something I hadn't heard since my senior year, “We'll see who is top Frog.” School mascot.
I grabbed my gym bag and we walked to the spa. She worked hard. I kept up with her step by step. A massage, sauna and danish plunge, while all the time laughing and reminiscing, capped off a terrific morning. We showered and chatted like schoolgirls.
There was sidewalk cafe nearby and we were both famished. We ate and talked some more and she, again, started to to talk about the divorce. I spied a boutique across the street.
“Is that a good place to buy lingerie?” Again changing the subject. Laura nodded.
“I need panties, lets go.” She paid the bill, I left the tip.
Everything in the shop was first class. We were greeted by the store manager, an Oriental girl . The only others in the shop were a gentleman and his wife or girlfriend. I say gentleman because he was older, at least 40, and very well dressed. Everything he wore was custom made. He sat quietly waiting while his female companion went through all dresses in the shop, doing a critique of every one. She tried on about a dozen and was in no hurry.
The lingerie was on the other side of the boutique. There was so much silk and lace it was breathtaking.. I wanted it all. Eventually we both picked out several pairs of panties and some bra, pantie, garterbelt and stockings ensembles. As we picked out what we wanted, I noticed that the gentleman was watching us. Going back to the dressing room I told my friend. Laura. I could see him in the mirror and his eyes followed every wiggle of our asses. When we went into the dressing room she whispered, “Lets give this guy a show.” He was seated in a position where he could see both his companion and us without her knowing it.
We both stripped off our clothes and put on silk panties. Laura looked out to see if we still had his attention. When he smiled she opened the door and I stood posing in all my glory. She joined me. Then I stepped aside and slipped on another panty. I took her place while she changed. This went on until we tried on all the panties we picked out. We could see that he was turned on by us. He found a magazine to cover the lump in his pants. He showed his opinion of what we were putting on by giving the thumbs up or down signal.
I put on a lavender ensemble of silk and lace with matching spiked heals. My friend's competitive spirit was taking over. Laura put on an ultra sexy red garterbelt and stockings over a matching crotchless panty. The gentleman almost had a heart attack. The store manager was now able to take in what was going on. We were giving them an extra long look when the companion came out of her dressing room and was walking toward the checkout counter. I quickly closed the door before she came around the corner. She had 3 outfits she had picked out. While they were wrapped and paid for, we dressed. They left but as we came out of the dressing room he came back in. He talked briefly to the manager and left again.
We had picked out 2 panties and an ensemble each. We gave the other clothes to the manager to put back on the racks. We were talking about how we wanted everything when I saw the manager was wrapping them all.
“Excuse me Ma'am, we just wanted to buy the stuff we told you to wrap up,” my friend told her.
“Compliments of the gentleman. He instructed me to put all the things you tried on on his account with his thanks.” She continued to box up. “He's a very good customer.”
“So he will be back?” I asked.
“Sure, in about a week.” She handed us our packages.
“I'm a phonesex operator. Could you give him my card?” I gave it to her.
“Sure thing, and your friend?”
“That depends, who was the woman he was with?” Laura asked..
“She's his wife. He was a widower for 6 years and she was his secretary. When his kids graduated from high school he married her. He could have done better.”
“Too bad, I don't mess with married men. But tell him he's a class act. I really appreciate the lingerie.” Laura ran her finger nail over the packages. “Thank you too. I plan on becoming one of your best customers.”
“I will look forward to it. Both of you come back.”
We walked back to Laura's townhouse. She told me she was no longer preoccupied by the divorce any more. We made a pact to get together every month. I drove home.
That was 3 weeks ago.
Last night the gentleman called me!! I gave him a freebie. He has a wonderful imagination and I must have cum 3 times. |