Thursday, 29 October 2015

Underwear!



 

Look at this girl. Butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth, but like all the sisterhood she has a secret, not even a guilty one as it’s so ingrained she doesn’t even think about it. Underneath her prim clothes she’s dressed like a porn star, and thinks no more of dressing up in this way than cleaning her teeth or popping down to Pret a Mange  for her mid morning coffee.




 


 

Because that’s what it is like being a girl. Every one of go about our daily business  sheathed  in gossamer come ons  and lacy erotica, because give or take the odd factory outlet selling undies that look like recycled duvets, that’s all there is.



 

 


 

It’s all a bit unfair. All you guys have is socks and pants and that’s about it, underwear  as enticing as cold porridge.  But for us, oh my God, it’s endless and off the scale, from Harrods to Harvey Nicks, each store trying to outdo each other in a bewildering choice, bras and thongs,

 

 


basques and teddies,



 


 

stockings and suspenders. (Don’t get me on to stockings, they are a subject in their own right! )

 

 


 

 

 

There are garments that defy categorisation,

 


and all of them are designed to ensure that as soon as you men get a quick glance of what we are wearing under our bland office clothes you get hard ons like pick axe handles and have to nuzzle and feel and fondle till you can’t hold it in any longer.




 


 

 

 

At least twice in my life when I was in a situation with a man best  described as “advanced flirtation” the man has suddenly picked me up, and deposited me on some convenient object, and while I squealed in protest with my legs in the air, yanked my knickers off me. On both occasions, grinning with triumph, the man had pocketed them and there was no question of getting them back till our first proper  assignation. Thinking about it, I didn’t get them back then either so no doubt they were  hung on to as a sexual trophy.

 

But hardly a surprise. Lingerie does seem to have an erotic allure all of its own and for quite a lot of men,  women’s  underwear is a fetishist object in its own right to be stolen from twilight washing lines and sniffed and  masturbated over in gloomy privacy.

 




It is clear that lingerie designers spend all their waking hours determined that what we buy and embellish our bodies with under our top clothes eroticises us to the limit. The simplest bra shapes our breast s to make them look as alluring as possible and is carefully cut to show of  much of our feminine swells as possible without actually falling out;




 


 

 

 

and should we decide to treat our man to something seriously slutty then we are still spoilt for choice.




 


 

 

And for those of us with nice legs, between tights and stockings,



 


 

we can mesmerise a room simply by casually crossing our legs with a sensuous hiss of nylon against nylon.

 




 

We girls need not worry about butter not melting in our mouths. Once we are
stripped to our undergarments, our mouths are likely to find themselves far too busy tasting other substances ! So in conclusion, should we be regularly spanked for dressing as whores and sluts every day of our lives? Oh yes! Overwelmingly yes !



 



11 comments:

  1. Hello Elizabeth
    What a pleasant surprise finding you again. Glad to see that we still agree about the eroticism of stockings

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    1. Good to hear from a voice from the past. Hope I can continue to keep you amused and aroused!


      Liz

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    2. Good to hear from a voice from the past. Hope I can continue to keep you amused and aroused!


      Liz

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    3. You always did in the past Liz. I look forward to your musings with eager anticipation

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  2. I have a whole dresser just for lingerie.. it really does need a good sorting out one day.

    Why is it the skimpier the underwear the more expensive? It's the same with a nice bikini.

    Nice to see you again Sir Stephen.

    amber

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  3. Of course in the End this prim and proper lady, is given a good spanking by her master I hope of course its a good caning on that voluptuous knickers down bare bottom of course, wearing suspender-belt and stockings, which accent her naked derriere.

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  4. Anyone

    is there any way to browse through these amazing 'comments' without having to scroll, those pictures are so distracting

    perhaps though Liz is putting them together in another of her books titled 'Comments'

    ha it would a be best seller - like hot cakes



    J

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  5. James, If I could find anyway of making my books, legit and otherwise, sell like hot cakes I would take it. I could exchange the MG for a Maserati, have a canal front apartment in Venice and while I'm at it a little mews house in Belgravia. Pending that, a girt can still dream!

    Liz

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  6. Liz

    ah, to have the idleness to daydream but that will not get your dream scenario

    just get down and do what you do best - or network and lo meet the right person and all, and perhaps more, becomes reality - think about it.....................breathe deeply and 'assume the position'

    J

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    1. Do I have to do all of those things at the same time? I know we girls are supposed to be good at multi tasking, but I'm still only human!

      Liz

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