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Panty Teaser - A woman who just loves to tease men in her panties without any welcome relief.Panty Teaser - A woman who just loves to tease men in her panties without any welcome relief. (By Jenny Kay) Steven sipped his beer and stared across the room, keeping his gaze fixed on the two women. Unlike the bar's usual customers they were dressed in casual clothes rather than business suits and did not look like office workers. Both women seemed to be in their twenties, their hair tumbling in wild tresses around their shoulders, and both were stunningly pretty. One was a brunette in a black vest and black leather miniskirt; the other a blonde in a white T-shirt and a very short denim skirt. They spoke intently together as they sat side-by-side on a sofa, their faces turned towards each other, their minds oblivious to the bar's lunchtime clientele. Steven suddenly turned to his co-worker Andrew, who sat beside him, and said in a furtive whisper: "Did you see that, Andy? Did you see what that babe just did?" Andrew nodded, his mouth broadening in a smile as he took a big gulp of beer. "Yeah, I saw it. And I'm still seeing it." "Wow!" said Steven. "What a fantastic view!" Andrew grinned as he stared at the two women, who were still deep in their private conversation. He could barely believe what he had just seen: the blonde nonchalantly hoisting her left foot onto the sofa, seemingly unconcerned that her raised leg gave a clear view under her little denim skirt. "Maybe she's too drunk to realize she's displaying her underwear?" Steven suggested. Andrew chuckled quietly, shaking his head. "No way! She knows exactly what she's doing." Steven nodded. "I guess you're right. She's deliberately showing her white cotton panties to us. But why is she doing it?" "Because she enjoys getting a reaction from men," Andrew replied. "She's a panty-teaser, the type of woman who gets a thrill from giving horny guys a peek under her skirt." "Is she flirting?" asked Steven. "Trying to tease us, trying to get a reaction from us?" "Probably," Andrew replied. "But I reckon she knows what kind of effect she has on any hot-blooded male who catches a glimpse of her underwear. Seeing those cute panties has certainly given me a massive hard-on." "Me too," said Steven. "My cock is as stiff as steel." "They're both really pretty," Andrew whispered, turning away to answer his cell phone. "Especially the dark-haired one. I would love to get a peek up that black leather miniskirt." "Forget the goddam phone!" Steven hissed, nudging his friend's ribs. "Just take another look!" Andrew glanced across at the women and saw that the brunette now had her right foot on her seat, the movement making the leather miniskirt ride up almost to her waist. Neither she nor her blonde companion broke from their conversation, both women still concentrating on their cozy private chat. "This is amazing!" said Steven. "Two gorgeous girls giving us a sexy up skirt show." "Red satin!" Andrew observed, turning to Steven with a wide chuckling grin. "Red satin panties under a black leather skirt. What a beautiful sight!" "Beautiful or not, we've gotta run," said Steven, checking his watch. "We need to get back to the office. Lunchtime is nearly over and we'll be late if we don't hurry. Come on, Andy!" "Can't we stay here?" Andrew pleaded. "These babes and their cute panties are just so hot!" Steven frowned and stood up, buttoning his jacket to conceal the bulge in his trousers. "Come on!" he said. "We'll both be in trouble if we're late for this afternoon's meeting." "Okay," Andrew grumbled, draining his beer as he rose to his feet. Following Steven towards the exit, Andrew gave one final glance at the panty-teasers, whose erotic display had now attracted the attention of a group of sniggering middle-aged businessmen. The women still seemed oblivious to the effect of their teasing, but Andrew reckoned that they secretly enjoyed their little game. Chuckling quietly and shaking his head, he passed through the doorway and hurried back to work.
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