"What conclusions are you talking about?" I asked.
Kristen lowered her eyes. "Saturday, in my room. And yesterday, in the sauna. And this morning, right here, when you wouldn’t let me kiss your… you know…"
"I didn’t want to satisfy your craving that way, Kris."
Kristen nodded. "I know that now. But at the time, I thought you might prefer being alone with Patty or something."
I shook my head. "Listen, Kris. I love you. It’s true that I also love Patty in a way, but with her it’s completely different. She’s just a friend. You are the one that means everything to me. And remember, you’re the one that insisted that she come here this morning."
Kristen nodded and then turned to Patty. "I know, and I’m sorry… sometimes I just feel so… so… unsure…"
Patty smiled and hugged her friend. "That’s all right, Kris. I understand completely."
Kristen turned to me. "Where did you get that peanut from, anyway? I know you didn’t get to the mall after I told you I liked these."
"From the freezer in your parents' kitchen, actually," I admitted. "I stole a cluster, and put it into my family’s freezer when I got home. I picked out a peanut from the cluster, and came back up here."
"Peanut cluster?" Patty asked.
Kristen giggled. "You know the candy shop near the food court?"
Patty nodded. "Yeah. You can smell it a mile away. Killer nuts."
"Did you ever try the peanuts dipped in dark chocolate?"
"No," Patty said, shaking her head. "Sounds yummy."
"Jim… get the rest of the cluster for Patty."
I didn’t need to go downstairs. I had the plastic wrap next to me on the bed, just in case a single peanut didn’t suffice.
Patty took one of the peanuts and then looked at me. "I’m not going to get addicted to these, will I?"
I shrugged. "If you do, it won’t be because of me or my tickets. But I know how you love chocolate!"
Kristen giggled at Patty, once again crinkling her nose.
"Wow," Patty said, turning to Kristen. "Really delicious. Want some?"
"No, not now. I know something that tastes even better," Kristen said, looking at my crotch.
"I know what you mean," Patty giggled. "Jim… I’m really gonna miss this. Have you thought about my request?"
"Yes, Patty," I said. "And I’ve decided to wait. I found out the hard way the trouble these tickets can cause. It took me over a week to finally get Kristen’s problem fixed. I’d hate to do something like that unintentionally again."
"I understand," Patty said, smiling at Kristen.
"What request?" Kristen asked.
I considered whether to keep it a secret from Kristen, but decided that honesty was the best policy. "Patty wanted me to somehow let her make a penis taste the same way, but it would be a penis that she chooses, not mine. In fact, I’d put a condition on such a wish that it specifically wouldn’t work on mine."
Kristen thought a moment and smiled. "Oh."
I changed the subject a bit. "By the way, Kristen. Where’s the ticket I gave you?"
Kristen looked at her hand, but it was empty. "Um… I know you gave it to me. I don’t remember putting it down." She looked on the bed where she had tackled me, with Patty helping her.
"That’s something that Merry noticed," I explained. "They seem to disappear after they’re used."
"Weird," Patty said.
Kristen wasn’t convinced, but gave up looking after another minute.
"May I ask you girls a question?"
The two girls looked at me. Kristen answered, "What?"
"Why aren’t you undressed yet? Or are you here for a different reason?"
"Oh!" Kristen said. "I said that I had a surprise for you." She looked at Patty, "Think you’re ready?"
Patty didn’t answer, but actually looked nervous.
I had no idea what the girls had planned, but if Patty was nervous, it must be something interesting.
"On the count of three," Kristen said, still looking at Patty, who nodded in return. "One… two… three!"
Kristen and Patty started undoing their dresses. They were wearing almost identical dresses, different only in color. After a couple of seconds, the two dresses were in piles on the floor, something I had never seen Patty do before, actually.
My eyes didn’t look at the dresses. They were glued on the two girls. They were both wearing very sexy lingerie.
Kristen had remembered the effect that her lingerie had on me, and the reaction happened again. My dick stood at attention.
"So," Kristen said. "Are you going to want to pull them off with your teeth?"
"God, no!" I said, exhaling the breath I didn’t realize I had been holding.
"Well, would you at least take them off gently?"
"No way," I said. "You look better in those than you do naked."
Kristen pretended to be insulted by my remark, but in reality she knew the truth of what I was saying. The only reason such lingerie was even made was for their effect on the male of the species. Taking them off would be the moral equivalent of taking a knife to the Mona Lisa, or at least, making her wear one of those beanies with a propeller on the top.
I stared at the two wickedly dressed females.
Kristen was wearing a different set than the other night. For one thing, they were a little less transparent, hiding her sparse blonde pubic hairs completely, although the dark circles around her nipples were still easily viewable. It was also a light blue, almost the same hue as the dress that she had just removed, although a bit paler in color. Her bra was strapless, and I wondered what marvel of modern lingerie engineering was holding it up.
"May I look a bit closer?" I asked Kristen.
"Feast yourself," Kristen giggled, her nose crinkling.
I moved closer, and felt the material of her brassiere. It was a bit more satiny than the lingerie she wore the other day, its feel was quite soft to my fingers. Kristen’s nipple tightened, even though my fingers were about an inch away. Apparently, the softness of the material felt as nice to Kristen as it did to me. Upon close inspection, I saw two small tan straps, almost identical to Kristen’s skin color, emerge from the top and bottom of the bra cups, wrapping around her back below her armpits.
I glanced behind Kristen, and saw the two bands met in the middle of her back in a pale blue circle of material. I then returned my attention to the front of her bra. I saw that the two cups were held together underneath her cleavage by a simple S-shaped light blue plastic connector.
Moving my gaze downward, I inspected Kristen’s panties. They were the same color as her bra, and seemed to be a fuller cut than the one she wore the other night. The hemline was closer to her belly button, about an inch below it, and there was a lovely "X" etched in the lace at the center top of the panty. Whereas the panty Kristen had on the other night had leg holes that moved in a downward slant, these pantie’s leg holes were almost horizontal, a darker seam that was about a quarter inch above the bottom, allowing the material to drape down a little.
I could smell Kristen’s musk very strongly, and I saw that there was something lightly tan and pink just at the tip of her crotch. My mind thought it strange that these light blue panties would have a tan inner lining, when I suddenly realize that I wasn’t looking at a lining at all. What I was looking at Kristen herself!
Kristen giggled as I gasped, having realized that I made my discovery. She parted her legs slightly to give me a better view.
There was a hole where the bottom of her panties would normally be. The stitching around the edges of the hole indicated that the hole was there intentionally. I gasped as I realized that Kristen could actually fuck somebody while wearing those panties without having to push anything aside or pull anything off. I whistled lightly and I reached out and touched the warm and inviting slit between Kristen’s legs.