My best friend Stig rang the door late an evening in may. When I opened for him I saw he was a bit bloated. I was a bit surprised by this because he isn't that keen on alcohol. He explained that he and the staff of the company where he worked had been on a trip to Copenhagen by the ferry.

"Come in. We have just opened a bottle of wine."

Stig is besides my best friend also my tennis-partner and running-partner, now that I think of it he seemed to be my partner in most of the things I did on my spare time. We went to the movies had a beer and so on. The reason was that both my wife and I are self employed. She has a "service mart" as we call it in Sweden, it's more or less a "7-11" but only open nine to nine. She worked six days a week with one extra afternoon off. I had my own little business selling antiques and had much more time off. Stig worked as a foreman in a factory.

He was greeted by Maj with a smile when he entered our living room and he sat in the chair where he usually sits just opposite the sofa where Maj and I sat. I handed him a glass of wine and we toasted. Soon we were chatting as usual and the rest of the evening passed fast and it was time for Stig to leave. Just as he was about to open the door Maj noticed a plastic bag on the floor.

"Hey, isn't this yours?" she asked.

"Oh, yes. I almost forgot. I bought something for you in Copenhagen."

"For me?" my wife asked both surprised and delighted.

"Yes. It's a silly thing really. All my mates bought something for their wife's or girlfriends and, well, I thought I would buy something for you."

"How nice of you. What is it?" she wondered eagerly.

I must admit I too was curious.

"Open it. It's nothing much," he said and handed her a small box. He was right. It wasn't much. It was a pair of the smallest excuse for panties I've ever seen.

"Try them on!" I urged her.

"Oh. I couldn't," she blushed.

"Of course you can. It's only Stig and me here. Try them on."

"Oh. OK."

I had expected her to go into the bathroom and change into them and I almost fainted when she unbuttoned her jeans, pushed them down and stepped out of them. Stood and hooked her thumbs in the lining of her white cotton-panties and pushed them down. Showing Stig and me her dark brown pubic hair and maybe a glimpse of pink pussylips for a moment before she stepped into her new panties. She pivoted in front of the mirror.

"Aren't they a bit too small?" she asked. I could see that she really liked them though. Her hand stroked over the material both in the front and on the back.

"No. They're nice. They really becomes you. Don't they Stig?"

"Yes. They really do."

"Oh well. I'll keep them on then," she said and started to put on her jeans again. "Oh, what's the use. It's bedtime. I think I stay like this for the time being."

I could see Stig in his mind kicked himself in the imaginary behind for not giving them to her earlier. He got his reward however. Maj stepped over to him and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and thanked him again.

When we got ready for bed I caught Maj admiring herself in the mirror. She didn't seem to believe that she had such a flimsy pair of panties on.

"It's almost as not having anything on," she confessed when she saw me looking at her. "It feels so naughty. You can see everything through them."

Her hands strayed down and cupped her pussy through the material. She glanced over at me, a little embarrassed. "I'm getting wet just feeling them," she giggled.

"Come here and I'll get you even wetter," I said lifting her up and carrying her to the bed. I lay her down and sat beside her looking at her pantie-covered mound. Yes you could clearly see everything. Her protruding pussylips was smashed against the thin cloth and a wet spot was clearly noticeable in the crotch. I trailed my fingers along the crinkled lips. Her hips jerked to meet my finger and I could hear a sigh escape her lips. I looked up at her. Her eyes were closed and her mouth open a little and frequently her tongue flicked over the parted lips, not to wet them they seemed moist to me, no it was out of pure lust. Her breasts caught my eye, as always when she was nude. The sweet little tits with their circular aureoles heaved just a hint over the skin of her tits, topped with to pointy light pink nipples raising almost two centimeters over the surrounding flesh.

With my hand still cupping her pussy I leant forwards and sucked on the hard nipples.

"Oh, yes," she moaned when I touched her sensitive nipples. She could almost have an orgasm just by getting her tits fondled. The nail of my middle finger scratched along her pussylips and her hips started to gyrate. "Oh yyeeesss," she sighed.

I slid my hand inside the panties. Cupped the hairy cunt and squeezed the thick pussylips between my fingers in a sawing motion. I could feel the bump of her clit under the soft skin. She was wet! I hadn't felt her this wet in a long time.

"Oh... So nice... So nice... Oh yes," she mumbled to herself. She was deep in her own horniness now. Hardly aware of me just registering my acts and responding to them with a sigh, a jerking of the hips and pressing her little tits up to meet my sucking mouth and licking tongue. I pushed her thick and slick pussylips apart and let a finger go in her hot pussy. She shook her hips in appreciation, greeting my finger and her pussy opened up a little more and a second finger found its way into her. I could feel the oh so familiar interior of my wife's cuntal passage. The rifled tube that once in a while rippled around my fingers when she had small orgasms. I've never felt the same in other women. Maj could cum with such ease that it surprised me every time. Once I had mentioned it to her and she had told me that it hadn't always been that way. It wasn't till she met me and we had been going out for a year, or something like that, and was engaged to be married as it started. She had this small orgasms more or less in expectation of what was coming. I've had enough of foreplay. Now I wanted to make love to my wife. I got rid of her new panties lay on top of her and guided my cock in place. Maj whimpered in her aroused state. I could feel pussy-juices coat the head of my cock and it slid in without any hindrance. In two deep pushes I was in the bottom of her pussy. It was so slick and wet that it felt as if I was sliding my cock in lukewarm butter.

Maj's hips undulated under me as she mewed her satisfaction of my intruding member. She locked her legs behind my back and tilted her pelvis up to get my cock even deeper in. I could feel how it hit the mouth of her womb. I was at the bottom of her cunt canal. She squeaked, she mewed, she hummed, she threw her head from side to side chewing on her lower lip and in between licking it as she fucked me back in perfect harmony.

We fucked for at least twenty minutes before I could feel my load building up to an eruption.

"I'm cuming soon. I'm gonna cum," I groaned. "N-OH-H-H-W!"

"Yes! Yes!" she screamed. "Give it to me! I'm gonna suck it out of you. I'm gonna milk it out of you! Yyyyeesss! I want it! Want it!"

With my cock still buried in her I rolled over on my side. She hugged me tight and her pussy still spasmed around my pecker.

"I can't stop. I'm cuming and cuming, all the time," she giggled a little embarrassed.

"Greedy, that's what you are. Greedy for my cum, any mans cum."

"No. Only yours. Only yours," she mumbled in my ear. "I'm only yours."

"I know. But I can lend you out if I want to. To any man with a big cock."

"Oh," she sighed and her pussy squeezed my cock even harder. This was a fantasy we frequently shared. We had never done anything of the sort and it was more likely than not that we never would do anything like that. I was not willing to share her with another man and she knew it. I also knew that she meant every word when she said she was only mine but I wasn't so sure about the sharing bit. She always came more hard than usual when I whispered it to her.

"Oh," she sighed when my cock slackened and slowly slipped out of her pussy which gave it one last squeeze just when it was in opening and almost spat it out. "Oh don't leave me. Please."

I laughed softly at her.

"Greedy," I whispered and kissed her dry lips.

"Mhm."

The next day while I was eating lunch I was thinking about last night. Was it just my imagination that Maj had been hotter than usual? No. It couldn't be. The question was; was it due to the fact that she HAD showed her pussy to Stig and me in the hall, in front of the mirror? Or was it due to the fact that she really had loved the new panties, that they, as she had said, made her feel naughty? Or a combination? It would be easy to find out. Not far from my shop was a lingerie shop.

After work Friday and I went to the shop and bought a new set of lingerie to Maj. It would be a nice surprise for her Saturday night when we sat drinking some wine and just enjoyed ourselves with each other. We would be on our own this weekend since Stig was working overtime. Late Saturday night I brought in the anonymous bag and started to leaf through it. Maj got slightly interested. She probably thought it was something I had bought for myself.

"Bought something new?" she asked a little sarcastic.

"Yes. As a matter of fact I have."

"What?"

"Curious?"

"No. Not especially."

"Sure? So you don't want to see it?" I teased her.

"Oh very well. What IS it?"

"Something for me."

"That was what I thought," she said.

"And you," I continued.

"And me? For you AND me?"

"Yes. Wanna see?"

"Sure."

Slowly I pulled up a little parcel from the bag. I knew it contained a lace bra with soft cups that would show of Maj's nipples if they stiffened the least. I handed it to her.

"What is it?" she asked a little suspicious.

"Open it," I urged her.

She slowly opened the small box and took out the bra. She held it up and examined it.

"Oh darling! It's wonderful! Thank you," she sounded delighted and she had become a little red over the cheekbones.

"Wait till you see the rest," I said.

"Oh. There's more?"

"Yes."

I took out another packet and handed it to her. This time she opened it more eagerly. The panties were as small as the ones Stig had given her the other week and as sheer. She examined them, held them up in front of the light. Glanced at me and smiled.

"Oh-ho. Who's turned into a dirty old man. You want your wife to wear this small things?"

"Oh yes. And I have more here."

I handed her box after box and finally she sat there with a new lingerie wardrobe.

"Oh. How nice of you! Do you want me to model them for you now or do you want to see them on me on various days?" she asked. I could tell she just died for trying them on now and I told her I would love to see her in them right now. She stood and went into our bedroom.

"Wait here," she said. "I'll be right out."

She stayed in the bedroom for a long time. I started to wonder what she was doing when she came out in the first outfit. It was a white very flimsy bra and panties ensemble which didn't hide a thing. I could clearly see her breasts and the nipples through the laces and her pussy were clearly visible under the material in the panties. She swirled around and showed herself to me in all angles and she stayed when she had her back to me. The back of the panties was almost hidden in the crack of her cheeks. It was sexy. The two half moon shaped globes where accentuated by the white lace. I immediately got a hard on and I stood and walked over to her.

"Got enough already?" she giggled.

"Mhm. You are too much to resist," I said and took her in my arms. We made our way into the bed room somehow and ended up on the bed entwined in each other. I squeezed her tits through the bra with one hand and had the other buried in her panties, cupping her cunt and letting one finger play with her wet snatch.

She was rubbing my cock through the pants and moaned as she felt it so hard. She unbuckled my waist-strap and unzipped me. Pushed my jeans down and freed herself from me while she sat up and took of my trousers. My boxer shorts went the same way and my cock bobbed as it was freed from its restraints.

"Oh. That was a nice one. I've never seen it so hard."

She lay down beside me again and flung her leg over my waist and pressed her pantie covered pussy against my hard on. Her hips gyrated against it and could feel the heat emanating from her. The smell of her lust drifted up and filled my nostrils with its pungent fragrance. I couldn't wait any longer I had to fuck her now.