Satin and lace do make a person feel sexy and feminine!" She teased. She was throwing my own words back into my face. Words that I had said to...her just a month earlier when I told her she should stop wearing cotton panties. Her only response at the time was that cotton panties were more comfortable. But four weeks later, on her birthday, she had more to say after opening her present and finding several pairs of lacy panties and a matching bra and panty set constructed of . “It’s Jae, yours?” She stuck out a hand to properly greet me and I accepted it. “Katherine, but my friends call me Kat,” I responded with a polite smile. Social interactions were never really my thing, and it only got worse if I found myself attracted to the other person. Not only was I attracted to Jae, I was completely infatuated. She was like no one I had ever met before. “Your shirt’s done, but it’ll be a while before it dries.” I groaned. Being in nothing but my bra and shorts in the same. Probably her subtle little dig and revenge for the clothes stunt. “See you later, honey.” 'Later', slightly elongated to tease me, her face straight as she got her own back a little more.With the privileges of rank, I had an extra day at home. And even though I did various things with the kids and various ‘honey-do’ tasks, I couldn’t stop my mind almost constantly wondering what Jill and Chris were up to.I was in torment – albeit one which equally balanced suffering with pleasure and. "Melissa shakily got off Jeff's bed and stumbled towards her clothes thatwere laying near the door. "Fucking asshole!" she thought bitterly as shequickly pulled her thong up. "I hope that asshole gets his." I can help you with that miss," a sudden voice rang out.Melissa and Jeff both jumped at the strange new voice, both lookingaround to see the lurker."Where the fuck are you!" Jeff yelled as he climbed out of bed. "Youbetter show yourself you fucking prevent!"Melissa, still only clad in her.