I have a confession. I love looking up a girl’s skirt and seeing her panties. Yeah it’s a juvenile thing to do, I grant you, but I think it’s such a turnon to see something you’re not supposed to see.
“You know why you’re not supposed to see?” Asked a female friend once, when we were talking about it. “Because it’s private!” She was grinning as she said it, but I could tell she was a little irritated at me for admitting to this kink. We were friends with benefits for a while, so I guess I felt comfortable sharing more than I would with most people.
“I know that”, I said back, “but at the same time that’s just the risk of not fully covering yourself up, I think. I mean at some point somebody’s going to see up your skirt. I’ve seen girls sitting sloppily so their panties are just on display, so what then?”
She chuckled. “Ok, but you’re still not supposed to look, not if you know she’s not showing on purpose.” And this, keep in mind, was coming from a friend who never herself wore skirts. Maybe this was why?
“I guess I just don’t see the harm, especially if she doesn’t know I’m looking. And they’re just underwear, after all.”
She sighed, but smiled. “You’re shameless.”
It was too bad she didn’t approve, but at least we weren’t going to argue about it any more. So I thought that was the end of it. And maybe it would have been, except that next time we met she actually caught me looking up a girl’s skirt.
It was a week later and we were going to see a new movie that was out, and met one of her friends outside who also wanted to see it. Since we were really early and it was nice out, we sat on the ground like we were teens again. We started talking about what we’d heard about the movie, when I noticed the girl repositioning her legs, leaving a brief view up the sundress she was wearing. She was talking but looking somewhere else, so I was treated with a great view of her pretty, pale legs and pantied crotch. She was wearing these cute green cotton panties. I had a few seconds to look before she finished adjusting. With that little time I took in what I could.
Well, when I looked up she still was looking elsewhere, so she hadn’t noticed. But my friend had! She was looking at me with a smirk, and I was afraid she was going to say something. She did open her mouth, but only to respond to something the girl was saying. I guess she wasn’t going to rat me out. Phew.
After the movie, I had a moment alone with my friend and that’s when she mentioned my indiscretion.
“So…” she started “I noticed you got a pretty good eyeful of my friend while we were waiting outside.”
“Oh, I wasn’t sure you noticed.” I said.
She laughed, “Of course I noticed, you were staring. Did you like what you were seeing?”
This didn’t really seem like an invitation to share. I just laughed awkwardly, “Kind of, yeah.”
“More than kind of, I would guess by how wide your eyes got.” She winked. “You know though, I wonder if you’d think this whole peeking at girls thing was so fun if they could do the same to you.”
She knew I was shy. “Well, I don’t wear skirts, so I don’t see how that would happen.”
Shrugged. “True, but never say never. I’m just saying, it could happen, and I just wonder if you’d find it this fun on the receiving end.”
“You aren’t going to tell her about me looking are you?” I asked.
“No, I don’t think so. I don’t see much point to it, besides possibly embarrassing her. You weren’t nearly as discrete as you think you were, but she was pretty oblivious to it.”
That was a relief, so I once again just figured this was the end of it. I’d just remember not to go peeking around her.
Well, being summer I love hitting the pool sometimes, there’s nothing more relaxing. My friend invited the girl again and we met there. We all got changed into our suits and started chatting on the pool chairs. I wasn’t in the mood to swim just yet, but the two of them went on. The sun was so relaxing, and it was also relaxing to watch them tread and chat in the pool. After a few minutes, I decided to scoot my chair closer to the pool. I wasn’t quite ready to hop in, but wanted to get closer to the girls and maybe be able to talk at least.
They waved and said “hey!” and kept talking. But then my friend smiled and whispered something in the girl’s ear. She looked at me – well, no, not at me, just in my direction, and suddenly covered her mouth and turned away. But my friend whispered something else, and she looked back toward me.
It was at this point that I realized she was looking at my trunks. Huh? And looking at my own trunks, I realized why. She wasn’t so much looking AT my trunks as she was looking UP my trunks. You can tell when someone is kind of moving their head to get a view. I wasn’t wearing the kind of trunks with that internal netting, because it can get – ahem – a little tangled, so I realized she might actually be able to see my cock from the low angle she was at! Unreal, I was just thinking no way. But my friend gave me a wink and a self-satisfied smirk, as if to confirm it.
That realization made me quickly feel really embarrassed, and turned on at the same time, so I couldn’t control getting erect. I think they started to notice that because they were trying to suppress laughter, and since this was about to get even more awkward I tried to force the erection down and grab my towel and move back to the changing room.
My heart was pumping, and I still couldn’t believe that had just happened. But we had planned to stay there for a while longer, so I got rid of my erection and went back, a little red in the face, and got in the pool. The two of them smiled knowingly, and the girl was blushing a little herself. But they allowed me to pretend that nothing had happened, and besides a little initial awkwardness we just had a good time.
But of course later my friend wasn’t going to keep pretending. “Had a little excitement today, huh?” She chuckled.
It was at this point that I suddenly felt angry. “I can’t believe you did that today, I saw you, you actually encouraged her to look up my shorts!”
She nodded. “Well yeah. I mean normally, you know I wouldn’t do that, I know you’re shy so I wouldn’t embarrass you just for fun. But I thought fair was fair. This way you’ve seen her, and she’s seen you.”
“It’s not the same.” I said. “I saw her panties, that’s it. I know she saw more than that.”
She laughed. “I know first hand she saw more than that! But usually don’t trunks have that netting inside? Wasn’t it you who said this is just the risk of not fully covering yourself? Besides, would you have looked away the other day if she wasn’t wearing panties? You looked, and now she’s looked, it just happens that she saw more than you did. That’s life.”
I didn’t know what to say. I was still feeling embarrassed, a little betrayed, and really turned on despite all that.
She stopped laughing and smiled more gently. “You’ll get over it, and I know it was exciting for you. I think later on you’ll thank me for it.”
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