Robin Gwilym and
Lizzie Norman were neighbours and had been for ten years, since he was seven
years old, and they had been friends from the first.
As children they did
everything together and that went right up to their mid-teens when they didn’t
do so much together, because dating became a thing, which intruded on their
time.
Lizzie was a year
older than him, and he knew the moment she blossomed into womanhood that she
was out of his league.
But that didn’t
prevent him from looking, hoping, and dreaming that one day he might have a
chance.
Robin got his chance in April when college had broken for the Easter
holiday and Lizzie was home from university.
The weather was unseasonably warm, and he was home alone as his
parents were at work, but his dad had asked him to do a few jobs for him in the
garden, which he was more than happy to do.
His first job was cutting the grass which he did straight after
breakfast and then he did a spot of tree surgery, cutting away some dead
branches on the Walnut tree.
He had just ascended the ladder into the branches when he heard a door
open the other side of the fence and he looked up and saw Lizzie Norman step
out carrying a basket of washing, which she began to peg out onto the rotary
washing line.
He was going to speak but decided to take a minute to admire her
gorgeous form, she was wearing three quarter length jeggings and a crop top
which also hugged her figure, then he smiled when he realised, she was pegging
out her lingerie.
When the last pair of pants were on the line, he stared at her cute
little arse as she bent down to pick up the basket
“When did you get back?” he asked, and she squealed and dropped the
basket and when she turned around, she retorted
“You bastard you made me jump”
“Sorry” he said and laughed but he rather enjoyed it because her reaction
caused her braless titties to jiggle uncontrollably inside her top.
“I got back last night” she responded to his original question
“How long for?”
“Three weeks” she replied
“Nice”
“Hopefully we can do something together while I’m home” she suggested
“I’d like that” he responded
“Me too” she said and then added
“Can you stop perving over my panties”
“I’m not” he protested
“You were perving” she insisted
“Sorry but they’re very distracting” Robin said
“Well try and focus” Lizzie instructed
“Are you going to give me something else to focus on?” he asked
“Urgh now you’re going to perv on me” she exclaimed
“Well, no more than usual” he retorted
“Incorrigible” she exclaimed and picked up her basket
“Come round for a coffee and we can make some plans”
“Okay, I just need to finish the tree and have a shower” he said
“I can come round in an hour?”
“Perfect” she responded “See you in an hour perv”
“Ok” he said and stared at her arse as it wiggled all the way to the
house
“Stop looking at my bum” she shouted
“Your legs aren’t bad either” he shouted back
They sat chatting in her kitchen for about ten minutes when she asked
“So, what did you mean when you said, “no more than usual” when I
accused you of perving on me?”
“Well, I don’t think its perving but you’re a beautiful girl so I’m
not ashamed to say I like looking at you” he replied
“Beautiful?” she exclaimed “I’ve never been told that before”
“I don’t know why” he mused, and she blushed a little
“What about my knickers?”
“What about them?”
“Do you take every opportunity to stare at them?” she asked
“Do I have to answer that?”
“Yes” she insisted
“Really?”
“Oh yes”
“Then I have to answer yes and no” Robin said
“That’s a cop out” she snapped
“Ok this might be embarrassing” he said
“Come on get on with it” she urged
“Well, I haven’t made a habit of it” he said “but on the rare occasion
that I was presented with an opportunity, l took it, like today”
“Give me another example” she insisted
“Ok I’ll tell you about the first time” he said “It was one of the
times we went to the lido, you’d just started going out with Dave Murray, you
used to wear your swimsuit and give me your clothes in a carrier bag to put in
my backpack”
“I remember” she said
“So, on that particular day I rummaged in your carrier bag first by
mistake and the first thing I pulled out where your pants” he confessed “Which
I should have put straight back in, but I didn’t”
“Why?”
“Good question, firstly I looked at them because I was jealous of Dave
Murray, and I thought why should be the only one to see them”
“I never showed Dave Murray my knickers or anyone else” she said
indignantly
“What was the other reason?”
“Well, that was more pervy” he admitted “It was a turn on, walking
home with you while you were wearing the knickers I’d held in my hands”
“You perve” she said in mock horror “Did you do the same with the
dirty ones”
“No, I didn’t” he said with real horror “I’m not a pervert”
“Well, you are a bit” she pointed out
“Well, I’m not that kind of pervert then”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m sure, I never touched your dirty pants” he said very
definitely “Although I might have if it was me that had soiled them on you in
the first place, but that has never been a possibility”
“Oh well” she said and then Lizzie stood up and walked around the
table and when she reached him, she turned her back
“Do these meet with your approval?” She said and let the denim fall
away from her buttocks to reveal a pair of pale blue lace trimmed knickers and
he reached out and felt one of her panties covered buttocks.
“Very nice” he said and began pulling them off her delightful buttocks
“No, no you don’t” she said pulling away
“You must soil them on me, remember” and then she sat on his knee
before adding “and then you can do what you want with them”
Lizzie perched on his knee and Robin tried to kiss her, but she drew
her head back
“First things first” she said and took his hand and placed it on her
naked thigh “Dave Murray never got to do this, or anyone else”
His hand rested on her thigh and as he gently pulled her thigh apart
Lizzie braced herself with one hand on the back of his chair while the other
gripped the table.
Robin’s hand crept inch by tantalizing inch along Lizzie’s firm thigh
as they involuntarily opened and closed in anticipation of his hands approach,
and as his fingers got closer and closer, she moaned quietly and her buttocks
squirmed on his lap, her breaths were becoming deeper and more erratic the
closer his fingertips got to her pussy.
“So, no one else has ever done this?” he asked
“Nnnno” she said biting her lip and fidgeting on his lap as his
fingers slowly and deliberately traced the outline of her panties.
“Or this” he said when his finger finally reached the heart of her
fire, and an involuntary gasp escaped her lips as he fingered her through the
pale blue cloth of her knickers.
“Only me” she replied as it slipped and slid on her wet crease until
her cream oozed through the fabric and Lizzie began to moan.
Her hands gripped the furniture so tight that her knuckles whitened as
she wriggled and panted out coarse rasping breaths until with a deliriously
dirty moan, she came, and with her exclamation he withdrew his sticky fingers
from between her legs.
“I think there well and truly soiled” he said and slipped out from beneath
her, and she plopped down hard on the chair.
“No don’t stop” she said
He stood up as straight as his throbbing erection would allow, the
last thing he wanted to do was stop, but he had to wrestle control back from
her.
“I have more chores to do” he said, and he headed for the door
“No don’t go” she pleaded as she stood up and rubbed her buttock.
Then she tried to close the distance between them but her jeans were
around her knees so she had to waddle which meant he could easily keep out of
her reach, and he sidestepped through the kitchen door and out into the hall.
“I hope this works” he said to himself once he was out in the hall.
“I’m sure I’ll see you again soon” he said over his shoulder
“Wait” she called after him “please wait”
“Bye” he responded
Lizzie kicked off her jeans in frustration and sprinted after him.
Robin glanced back and his eyes were transfixed on the growing wet
patch on the crotch of her pale blue knickers.
“Please don’t go” she said and tried to kiss him, but he drew his head
away out of the reach of her lips
“Oh Robin” she exclaimed
“Oh, now you want to kiss me?” he said desperate for her tongue to be
in his mouth but remained strong despite the desperation.
“Yes, I want to kiss you, I want to do everything with you” she said
“I’ve always wanted you, and I’ve saved myself for you”
She moved to kiss him again only this time he let her lips find their
mark and when they stopped, he said
“I think those soiled knickers you’re wearing are mine now”
Lizzie blushed but her red face cracked into a smile as she took a
step backwards and slipped her wet knickers off and threw them in his face and
scampered bare arsed upstairs giggling as she went.
Robin smiled as he bent down and picked up the pale blue knickers and
slipped them into his pocket before progressing slowly up the stairs after her.
He wanted to sprint up them two at a time but in his state of total
arousal it meant that his cock wouldn’t let him.
When he got to her bedroom, she was already in bed with the covers
pulled up to her chin, she was still giggling, and her legs were performing a
jig beneath the duvet as Robin quickly stripped off and joined her and all his
hopes and dreams were fulfilled.
“Is this what you meant when you said we should do something during
the holidays?” he asked
“Oh yes” she said smugly, and he kissed her forehead
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