”“That was pretty fucking revealing, love. Those tiny panties were wedged inside of you. It’s like they were stuck to you.”“Mmm I know.” R...nee moaned as she cuddled closer and reached for my cock. “They were completely soaked. That’s why they were stuck to me, Martin.”“Aw fuck.”“Uh huh, and I’ve got more tiny lace panties like that for our holiday too. And I’ve got even shorter nighties to wear with them.”“You have?” I was boning up hard, my wife’s small hand squeezing through my shorts.“Yes I. When Abbie was 9 she started wanting to play with herself to feel like her Mommy felt. She didn’t know what to do, so Cassidy showed her by diddling her own clit and describing where it was and what it would feel like to her fingers when she touched it. It became standard fare that Abbie would lie naked next to us, diddling her clit when Cassidy and I fucked.Theodore, her 8-year-old younger brother, would watch occasionally. He wasn’t that much into it, yet. But, Abbie, she was like her mother. In her room she got naked and put on the items found in the package. There was no bra or panty!First she wore the mini skirt. It was loose, flaring and only about six inches long. It had to be worn low, very low on her hips to cover, perhaps inadequately, her loins and buttocks.Then she got into the tiny top. It was bare back and sleeveless. Two thin soft strips came down on the outer sides of her chest and curved in to support the under sides of her swelling breasts and cover the lower part of. Yeah, maybe I was jumping the gun, but I wanted them to know I was serious about her and as far as I could tell, she was serious about me. At least, I wasn't getting any negative signs."Marla, Pop, I'd like you to meet Joanna, Mike and Tony Milliken. Jo, this is my father who you might remember, and my step-mother Marla."There were "Hellos" all around and then silence. I don't think any of us knew what to say. At last, I found my tongue."We were on our way out to the park for a picnic and I.