It was the day before Dave Pennant’s 15th birthday when he first saw Louise Spry and he thought to himself
“That’s
what I want for my birthday”
She was two
year older than he was and as it turned out she was in the 6th form
at the same school as him but she was a class above him in every other respect
as well.
Louise was
Dave’s half-brother Andy’s new girlfriend.
“Lucky
bastard” Dave thought to himself
Andy was
two years older than him as well and they didn’t like each other very much, in
fact they didn’t like each other at all.
They had
nothing in common other than sharing a mother, they didn’t even share a surname,
he was Pennant and Andy’s was Bates.
He was
better at sports than Dave, he was more academic than Dave and he was better
looking.
But not
only did they not like each other it was a dislike that would stand the test of
time for them both.
After Andy
and Louise had been going out for a few weeks she started staying over at his
house on Friday or Saturday night, sometimes both.
On the
second or third occasion, which was a Friday night, when she arrived at the
house she dumped her coat and hand bag on the hall table.
Well not
so much a hand bag, it was actually more like a holdall, it was enormous, but
the clasp on it was a bit iffy and as a result it was gaping open.
Which was
how Dave spotted a splash of red in her bag as he walked down the stairs.
It aroused
his curiosity somewhat so he decided it should be investigated and on closer
inspection it turned out to be where she kept her clean underwear and the flash
of red turned out to be a pair of red lace knickers adorned with little satin
ribbons.
The effect
on him was instantaneous and it was no longer just his curiosity that was
aroused.
But it
wasn’t until the next day, when he saw Louise walk into the lounge and Dave
knew that the little bit of red lace adorned with satin ribbons that he had
held in his hands the previous evening was at that very moment encasing her,
that he felt the full effect and he was instantly erect again.
After that
first time he made it his purpose in life to, at the very earliest opportunity,
delve down in her bag so he could rummage among her things until he found her
fresh, neatly folded knickers, and he would commit them to memory and then
picture her in them as she walked about the house.
Over the
six months Andy and Louise were going out together Dave got to handle a lot of
her underwear, of course he would have much preferred to handle their contents,
but that honour went to his despicable half-brother.
Louise had
quite a collection of drawers, sometimes they were plain, sometimes printed
cotton, sometimes lacy, or satin, she even had some gorgeous silk panties for
special occasions.
Quite
often there was a matching bra, Dave liked that a lot, matching underwear was a
big turn on for him anyway but on the occasions when she stayed over more than
one night the colour of her bra strap was his only indicator as to what pair of
knickers she was wearing at that precise moment, so a glimpse of bra strap and Voila he had a stiffy.
This situation
would doubtless have continued indefinitely or at least until he’d wanked
himself blind but for the fact that his arsehole half-brother decided to play
away with some skanky tart from behind the bar at the Crown and Anchor.
Dave
couldn’t believe Andy had cheated on Louise with some sad old slapper when he
had a quality bird like Louise at his side.
Also Andy
breaking up with Louise severely curbed Dave’s sex life for a while, even if
his sex life at the time only consisted of knocking one out to images of her
knickers from his wank bank.
Not that he
supposed it would have lasted much longer anyway they both went off to
University that September so his access to the lovely Louise’s scantie’s would
have been very limited.
Dave was
never the academic type so college and then University was never going to work
for him so he left school the following year and managed with the help of his father
to get an apprenticeship as a plumber at a big local firm called Drakes.
His
parents were very supportive and they appreciated that he had his own path to
follow and that path brought him his own relationships and his own lovers along
the way and it was when he started at Drakes that he met Mark Jordon and they
instantly became best mates.
When they
got talking they found that they had quite a lot in common, he also had a step
sibling, although in his case it was a half-sister called Scarlet and he got on
really well with her.
He was
also the youngest of two and he sucked academically too, while Scarlet was
brilliant and was going to sail through her degree and follow it with a Masters.
Mark’s
Dad, Danny, had just bought an old wreck of a place just before he met Marks
mum, Nicole, and it had always been very much a work in progress.
And
although he had completed 90 percent of it he wouldn’t have really consider it
finished until the extension was done, and more to the point nor would his wife.
So he had
decided that 20 years on a project was more than enough so he decided to get Mark
and Dave to help him as they were in their fourth year at Drakes, and there was
plumbing to do.
The shell
was up and the electrics and some of the plastering was done but as the two
story extension was to house the new kitchen and bathroom he wanted the boys to
help him with the plumbing.
So on the
Easter weekend Dave was staying in the spare room at the Jordan’s so they could
get as much done over the holiday weekend as possible.
It was
Good Friday and they were up early and Mark’s mum Nicole made them doorstep
bacon butties for breakfast to give them a head start.
Nicole had
poured herself a bath and they were just waiting for Scarlet to finish in the
shower so they could turn the water off and drain the system down before they
could crack on.
Danny and
Mark then went off to the builders and plumbers merchants to buy some more
materials so they wouldn’t have any holdups over the weekend, they were all
hoping to have a lazy Monday before they went back to work on Tuesday.
While
Danny and Mark were out Dave started carrying stuff up to what was going to be
the new bathroom.
The only
access was via a ladder from the kitchen to be, they hadn’t cut the doorways
through to the house yet to cut down on drafts as the winter was barely over.
There were
one or two sizable holes where the old air vents used to be but other than that
it was sealed.
When Dave
had climbed the ladder and he was in the new bathroom he could tell Nicole was in
the bath already as he could hear her through the wall splashing about in the
tub.
He stacked
the tools in the corner and was just about to head back down the ladder for
another load when he heard someone open a door and step heavily onto the
landing.
Dave knew
it wasn’t Nicole as he still hear her through the wall so he thought that it
must be Mark’s elusive sister Scarlet, who he still hadn’t met at that point,
so intrigued to finally lay eyes on her he thought he would look through the
hole where the vent used to be and see what she looked like, Mark was always
going on a about her, saying how perfect she was, so he thought he’d judge for himself
just how special she was.
His first
sight of her was as she walked into the toilet, she was only wearing a bra,
pants and tights, and he assumed she must have been taken short before she’d
finished dressing.
He had to
admit that even from behind she looked pretty special.
Once she
was inside the room it occurred to him to tell her there was no water to flush with
but then she turned around and his jaw dropped, the semi naked girl was Louise
Spry.
And the
thought to alert her to the water shortage left his mind along with all the
blood as it rushed headlong towards his cock.
He supposed
that she assumed there was no one else in the house because she didn’t bother
closing the toilet door and then proceeded to push her tights and knickers down
to her knees.
“Thank you
God” He said to himself as he stared transfixed at her neat brown bush before
she sat down, and pissed like a horse.
She closed
her eyes and a contented smile spread across her face as she emptied her obviously
quite voluminous bladder.
Had it
been just any girl sitting half naked on the loo pissing like a fountain he
would have got a lob on and he would have scanned and digested every second of
it for the wank bank and recalled it at the appropriate time.
In fact,
it wasn’t an unusual occurrence as a plumber to happen upon naked or semi naked
women, sometimes by accident and others by their own design. Though when they
wanted you to see, it wasn’t quite the same.
But what
Dave Pennant was looking at wasn’t just any girl, it was Louise Spry, the
object of his lust, she was the Holy Grail of his desires, so just committing
the horny image to the wank bank wasn’t enough for him, he knew it had to be a
live event.
So almost
before he knew it he was tugging furiously on his swollen cock as he watched Louise
Spry pissing, wiping and then standing.
She leant
forward to grab the waist band of her pink knickers and her breasts hung
heavily in the matching bra, before she pulled the pink scantie’s slowly and
tantalisingly up her thighs to encase her deliciousness.
Then she
repeated the operation with her tights but before she had wriggled her cute
little arse back into them he had emptied his sack all over the brickwork.
It was
only after he had cleaned up his mess and his legs had stopped shaking that he
wondered why Louise Spry was in his best mates bathroom entertaining the
plumber.
Shortly
after his loss of control and his juvenile episode as a peeping Tom he heard
the front door close, so he hurried down the ladder but by the time he got
outside all he could see was the back of Ford Fiesta disappearing through the
gate.
He didn’t
get to see the illusive Louise Spry again until two days later on the afternoon
of Easter Sunday.
They had
taken a break from their labours and were sitting on the patio drinking tea and
enjoying some of Nicole’s delicious fruit cake
“Hi
Scarlet” Nicole said over Dave’s shoulder so he half turned around to look at
her and he nearly choked.
“Hello”
Louise replied
“This is…”
Mark began
“I know you”
she said “you’re David”
“That’s
right” He replied “Dave, but I remember you as Louise”
Everyone
laughed at Dave’s observation and then Mark explained
“Scarlet is
a family name, Dad used to call her “Miss Scarlet” when she was little because
she blushed all the time”
Dave
smiled but what brought a smile to his lips was the thought of how much she
would have blushed if she’d seen him watching her through the airbrick.
The next
day they still hadn’t finished everything they had planned to do, despite the
best efforts of all involved, and it was apparent that they wouldn’t even if
they worked at it all day.
So Nicole
prepared one of her cooked breakfasts, and they would have a leisurely start to
the day and then get on and do a bit more, even Scarlet/Louise did a bit.
But they
had only been working for about two hours when Mark fell off the ladder in the
extension and broke his arm.
Danny and
Nicole got him in the car ready to take the wounded soldier to A&E at the
Winston Churchill.
“I don’t
want you working up there on your own Dave” Danny said
“Ok” Dave
replied “I’ll just reconnect the water, and tidy up a bit”
“Thanks lad”
he replied
“Text us” Dave
suggested
“Will do” Danny
said and drove off
Dave did
as he had promised and Louise cleared the breakfast things and got the kitchen
straight.
And
despite not planning on doing a lot, another two hours had passed before he was
stepping into the shower.
After he’d
showered and dressed he packed his bag and went downstairs to the kitchen and
made himself a coffee.
It was while
he was sat at the kitchen table that Louise walked in.
“Hello
Dave” she said
“Hi …” he
began “Do I call you Louise or Scarlet?”
“Louise is
fine” she replied as she made herself a cup of tea
“I’m
flattered you remember me by the way” he said
“Oh I remember
you very well” she said and he was rather pleased that he had made such an
impression on her and then as she sat opposite him she continued
“You used
to go through my hand bag when I stayed over at your house, looking at my
knickers?”
“No I
didn’t” he responded indignantly
“Oh yes
you did” she contradicted
“So come
on let’s hear you admit it”
“Ok” he
said resignedly “Yes I did”
“I know
you did” she said very definitely
“But how
did you know?”
“Because I
saw you do it once”
“Oh”
“Yes I
looked down over the bannisters and your hands were in my bag, but I didn’t see
exactly what you were doing” she said “I thought perhaps you were looking for
my fags”
“I see”
“But when
I thought about it I soon realised what you were really up to” she explained
“So I set
a trap for you”
“A trap?”
“Yes I started
packing my knickers inside out but when I went to put them on they were always the
right way round”
“So why
didn’t you say something or stop leaving them for me to find?” he asked
“Because I
was rather flattered” she said “and I thought it was quite sweet, endearing
really, in a way”
“Really?”
“Yes” she
replied “You were just a boy”
Dave sat
silently fearing the next question
Dave sat
silently, waiting with baited breath, and fearing the next question.
“So I have
to ask because I’ve always wondered” here it comes he thought
“Why?” she
asked
“Do I have
to answer that?”
“Yes” she
insisted
“Really?”
“Oh yes”
“Oh God
this is embarrassing” he said
“Come on
out with it” she urged
“I did it so
I could see what underwear you would be wearing while you were in the house”
“And then
what?” she asked
“Well it
was a turn on knowing you were wearing the knickers I’d held in my hands” he
confessed
“You little
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 had no interest in your soiled pants” he said very definitely “of
course it might have been different if it was me that had soiled them on you in
the first place, but that was never a possibility”
“Maybe
not, then” she said and then Louise stood up and walked around the table and
when she reached him she turned her back to him
“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 pantie covered buttocks.
“Very
nice” he said and began pulling them off her delightful buttocks
“No, no”
she said pulling away
“You must
soil them on me, remember” and then she sat on his knee before adding “and then
you can keep them”
Louise
perched on his knee and David 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.
For all
those months when she was dating Andy he had dreamt of touching her, he always
knew she was no prude, he’d heard the slutty guttural noises emanating from his
half-brothers bedroom so he was never under any illusion.
His hand
rested on her thigh and as he gently pulled her thigh apart Louise braced herself
with one hand on the back of his chair while the other gripped the table.
David’s
hand crept inch by tantalizing inch along Louise’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 becoming deeper and more erratic the closer
his fingertips got to her pussy.
She
was biting her lip and fidgeting
on his lap as his
fingers slowly and deliberately traced the outline of her panties.
And when
his finger finally reached the
heart of her fire an involuntary
gasp escaped her lips as he
fingered her through the cloth as it slipped and slid on her wet crease until
her cream oozed through the fabric and Louise 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
that’s them well and truly soiled” he said and slipped out from beneath her, and
then 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
work tomorrow” he said and slipped on his jacket
“No don’t
go” she pleaded and stood up and rubbed her buttock and then 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.
Having sidestepped
through the kitchen door and out into the hall to avoid the sexy waddling
Louise he said to himself once he was out in the hall.
“I hope
this works”
“I’m sure
I’ll see you again soon” he said over his shoulder
“Wait” she
called after him
“Bye” he
responded
Louise
kicked off her jeans in frustration and they flew across the kitchen and landed
half in the sink, and then she sprinted after him.
Dave
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 Dave”
she exclaimed
“So you
want to kiss me now then?” he said desperate for her tongue to be in his mouth
but remaining strong despite the desperation.
“I want to
do everything” she said and moved to kiss him again only this time he let them
find their mark and when they stopped he said
“I think
those soiled knickers you’re wearing are mine now”
Louise’s
face cracked into a smile and then she blushed as she took a step backwards and
slipped her wet knickers off and then she threw them in his face and scampered
bare arsed upstairs giggling as she went.
Dave
smiled and slipped his jacket off and hung it on the banister post, he then bent
down and picked up the pale blue knickers and slipped them into his coat 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 Dave quickly stripped off and joined her.
Very soon
he had her making the noise’s he had last heard emanating from his
half-brothers bed room several years earlier, but on this occasion it was Dave
conducting her erotic song, and he much preferred his version.
He kissed
her forehead and left Louise sleeping beneath her Duvet and then walked home
with Louise Spry’s soiled knickers in his pocket and it suddenly occurred to
him that he finally had something in common with his half-brother Andy other
than their mother.
When the Jordan’s
returned home from the hospital with the wounded soldier later that night to
find the house in darkness they were none the wiser as to what had occurred in
Nicole’s kitchen or Louise’s bedroom.
Her mum
did query why her jeans were half in and half out the kitchen sink but that was
all.
They
remained unaware of the couple’s ongoing sexual exploits for a further three
months.
The two of
them didn’t want to announce they were together until they knew for certain sure
there was more to their relationship that the very satisfying sex, plus Dave
was concerned that it might have affected his friendship with Mark when he
found out he’d been schtupping perfect
Scarlet.
When they
were ready to tell, the news was greeted with all round approval and Mark said
he was hoping they would get together.
Dave never
told Louise he had spied on her while she was in the toilet or that he’d
knocked one out while he watched.
And
despite the fact they married two years later, which pleased his best mate and
best man Mark no end, and thoroughly pissed off his half-brother Andy, those
very first sexy images of Louise that the plumber saw in the bathroom never
dimmed and stayed in his wank bank for ever.
