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The Intimate Collection - part 2
You step into Drew Royce’s sleek and modern apartment, feeling both excited and nervous about what’s to come. He leads you through the living room with its expensive leather couch, glass coffee table, and large TV mounted on the wall. The high ceilings and large windows give the space an airy feel.
As you wait for the elevator, you can’t help but bring up the used underwear you sent him. ‘So, did you like them?’ you ask, trying to sound casual.
Drew smiles, his blue eyes sparkling with excitement. ‘I loved them,’ he says. ‘It was amazing to finally have a piece of you here with me.’
You blush at the admission, feeling a thrill run through your body. You’re not sure why it turns you on so much that he enjoys wearing your used underwear, but it does. Maybe it’s the intimacy of it, or the knowledge that you’re fulfilling his desires in some small way.
Once inside the apartment, Drew leads you to his bedroom, which is just as sleek and modern as the rest of the place. A king-size bed dominates the room, with a plush duvet and numerous pillows. There’s also a large walk-in closet filled with rows upon rows of neatly organized clothes and shoes.
But what catches your eye is the collection of used underwear carefully arranged on shelves along one wall. There are all sorts of styles, colors, and sizes – thongs, boy shorts, g-strings, even a few corsets. It’s like a museum dedicated to the intimate secrets of strangers.
As you take it all in, Drew watches your reaction with interest. ‘Impressive, right?’ he asks.
You nod, unable to tear your eyes away from the display. ‘It’s amazing,’ you say. ‘I had no idea you had so many.’
Drew grins. ‘I’ve been collecting for a while now,’ he says. ‘Each piece has its own story, its own unique history.’
You can’t help but feel a little envious of the other women who have contributed to his collection. They must have known him in a way that you don’t – at least not yet. But as you look at the various pairs of underwear, you start to get ideas.
‘Hey, Drew?’ you say, turning to face him. ‘I was thinking… maybe we could try on some of these together.’
Drew raises an eyebrow, clearly surprised by your suggestion. ‘Really?’ he asks. ‘You’d be comfortable with that?’
You shrug. ‘Why not? It might be fun,’ you say. ‘Besides, I think it would be hot to see you in my underwear.’
Drew considers this for a moment before nodding. ‘Alright,’ he says. ‘Let’s do it.’
You both spend the next hour trying on various pairs of lingerie from Drew’s collection, laughing and flirting as you explore each other’s kinks further. You find yourself getting more comfortable discussing your desires and boundaries with him, and he seems to appreciate your openness.
As you’re trying on a particularly sexy pair of red lace panties, Drew can’t help but admire the view. ‘You look incredible in those,’ he says, his voice low and husky.
You smile at the compliment, feeling your confidence grow. ‘Thanks,’ you say. ‘I think they suit me.’
Drew steps closer, reaching out to trace the lace trim with his fingers. ‘I love how they hug your curves,’ he says. ‘And the color really brings out your skin tone.’
You can’t help but blush at his words, feeling a rush of heat between your legs. You’re not sure if it’s the underwear or Drew’s attention that’s turning you on, but either way, you’re enjoying every moment of it.
As you continue to explore the collection together, your arousal reaches fever pitch. You find yourself unable to resist touching Drew, running your fingers over his chest and down his abs. He responds in kind, cupping your breasts and kissing you passionately.
The encounter escalates into a intense sexual experience that leaves both of you wanting more. As you lie together afterwards, panting and spent, you can’t help but feel grateful for having taken the risk to explore your own desires and connect with someone who shares them.
You follow Drew into his walk-in closet, your heart racing with anticipation as you take in the sight of shelves upon shelves filled with neatly organized lingerie. There are lacy thongs, sheer bodysuits, and intricate corsets in every color imaginable.
‘This is my collection,’ Drew says, running his fingers over a delicate black lace bra. ‘Each piece has a story.’
You can’t help but feel turned on by the thought of wearing something that once belonged to another woman, knowing that it has been touched and admired by someone else.
Drew pulls out a lacy black thong and holds it up for you to see. ‘Would you like to try this one on?’ he asks with a mischievous grin.
You nod eagerly, your cheeks flushing with excitement. Drew helps you step into the thong, adjusting the straps around your hips. As you look at yourself in the mirror, you can’t help but feel a thrill of naughtiness run through you.
‘This feels so naughty,’ you say, admiring your reflection. ‘Wearing someone else’s underwear.’
Drew chuckles, his eyes lingering on your body. ‘I’m glad you like it. Now, let me tell you about this particular piece.’
He shares the story of how he acquired the thong from a woman he met at a party, describing in detail her beauty and the way she moved on the dance floor. As he speaks, you find yourself growing more aroused by his words, imagining the previous owner and the night they must have shared together.
Next, Drew shows you a sheer white bodysuit with a plunging neckline. ‘This one is special,’ he says, running his fingers over the delicate fabric. ‘It belonged to an exotic dancer I met on a business trip.’
You listen intently as he describes her captivating performances and the way she smelled like a mix of sweat and perfume. The thought of wearing something that was once so close to her skin sends shivers down your spine.
‘I can almost smell it myself,’ you say, reaching out to touch the bodysuit.
Drew helps you step into the lingerie, adjusting the straps to ensure it fits perfectly. You look at yourself in the mirror, admiring the way the sheer fabric clings to your body.
‘You look so hot in that,’ you say, turning to face Drew. ‘I can’t help but imagine what you would look like without it.’
He smiles, his eyes darkening with desire. ‘Maybe I should try on something as well.’
You grin mischievously and pick out a lacy red bra and panty set, holding it up for Drew to see. ‘How about this one?’ you ask.
Drew nods, his breath quickening with anticipation. You help him step into the lingerie, admiring the way it hugs his body and accentuates his muscles.
As you both stand there in your borrowed underwear, the tension between you is palpable. Your hearts race, and your breaths come quicker as you stare at each other, imagining what it would be like to take things further.
Suddenly, Drew’s phone rings, breaking the spell. He looks down at the screen and sighs. ‘It’s my business partner,’ he says. ‘I have an important meeting tomorrow.’
Reluctantly, you both start removing the lingerie, placing it back on the shelves with care. As Drew answers his phone, you can’t help but feel a pang of disappointment that your exploration has been cut short.
But as you leave the walk-in closet and head back to the living room, you know that this is just the beginning. There will be more opportunities to explore each other’s kinks and desires, to delve deeper into the world of used underwear and the intimacy it brings.