EroticReverie

Angeline

“Spread nice and pretty like a good little girl Angeline” he says to me and my heart beat thunders so loud in the quiet room. 

He didn’t look drunk. He didn’t look high or anything close to either as my brothers best friend stood there in my bedroom. My door locked behind him. The music blaring from the party my brother was having down stairs. 

“James…you’re drunk” I say quietly. 

He just smiles. “I haven’t touched a single drink. Spread for me little angel” he says as I sit there in the tight little dress I’d wandered downstairs in before my brother had yelled at me to stop trying to show off for his friends. 

I swallow down the nervous lump in my throat as I stare at him. 

“Show me your pretty little pussy Angeline”  he says so bluntly that my nipples press against the tight dress and the red panties I’m wearing begin to dampen with each second he stares at me. 

“I know it’s got to be a gorgeous pussy…I mean….look at the rest of you.” He says and walks closer. To the edge of my bed and bends over. Hands to my bed. 

“Spread your sexy legs for me, show me what I’ve been missing” he says and I keep my legs pressed together. 

James is twenty, I am recently turned eighteen and in my senior year of highschool and had the biggest fucking crush on him ever since him and my brother became best friend in the seventh grade. I’ve seen him so much throughout my life and while he was a lanky , skinny boy in highschool. The two years away at college abroad had done him every favor in the fucking book. 

He wasn’t an awkward teenage boy anymore. There wasn’t a trace of the teenage acne on his skin, those skinny arms were bigger now not too bulky but were toned and muscled and he had scuff on his face that reminded me of the one time he’d tried to grow a patchy mustache in the eleventh grade. I almost giggle at the memory. But my nervousness makes any thought of laughing at this tall gorgeous man , subside. 

His messy hair is still the same , except a bit shorter. And seeming more intentionally messy than lazy teenager boy who doesn’t want to get a hair cut messy. 

“I always knew you’d end up hot as fuck Angeline” he says and slides his hands towards me and I let out a tiny yelp as he pulls me forward and I fall back as he pulls my ankles , dragging me down towards him. 

“Tell me stop and I will Angeline , but I think we both know why you came down in this hot little dress” he says and I just look up at him. Stunned and speechless and I inhale sharply as he pushes my legs apart. 

“Look at you. Wearing sexy little red panties. no more bubble gum pink panties with flowers on them Angeline?” He teases me and makes me relive the day he’s accidentally walked in on me in the bathroom just as I’d pulled up my panties after going to the bathroom. So embarrassing. Those giant fucking pastel pink panties with flowers and butterflies all over them. But the fact he remember them. That he’d looked. And was now bringing it up two or three years after the fact. 

“I really liked those panties” he says and I stay silent. Because why? Why on earth would he like such an unsexy undergarment ?

“I think about them a lot, and how badly I wished I’d walked in a few seconds sooner. Got a peek at what was under them”  he says and I tremble as he grins and then reaches between my legs and I let out a tiny noise. Such an embarrassing and telling noise as the back of his fingers slip up along the satin panties. 

He grins at my little noise and the way I just lay there. Legs trembling. Chest heaving with nervousness and adrenaline. 

“I looked everywhere for those fucking panties Angeline” he says and I swallow hard. 

“Wha…what?“ I stammer and he grins. 

“Online. I wanted to buy a pair so I could jerk off with them imagining they were yours” he says and my eyes widen and he grins wider. 

“I’m a bit of a pervert Angeline” he says with not one ounce of shame. 

“Remember that blue pair….with the bubbles on them?” He asks and my brows pinch. He smiles and strokes my panties again. 

“Before I left for college….the day I’d come over to say goodbye to your brother….while you were all downstairs…..I snuck into your room….found your panty drawer and looked for those god damn pink ones with the flowers.” He says and I gasp. 

He smiles and then shoves my dress up to my waist. The tight fabric moving in a roll up my hips.

“But they weren’t there. So I took the cutest pair I could find. They’re baby blue. With white bubbles” he says. 

“And I still have them. And I’ve jerked off with them so many fucking times”

“James” I whisper and he grins. 

“And I’m gonna take these ones too” he says and he grabs ahold of the hips of my panties.

“James” I breathe his name again and he grins and pulls at my panties. 

“Be a good girl ….let me take these hot little panties off you so I can see what a gorgeous fuckin cunt you have baby” he says and I let out a single whimper and he grins as the fabric rolls down my legs. 

“That’s it, good fuckin girl” he says and pulls them off my ankles and then reaches behind him and shoves them in his back pocket. 

“Now we’re gonna play show and tell”

“You show me your hot little pussy and I tell you how fucking pretty it is and all things I plan on doing to it tonight”