Another cherished memory.
An old friend of mine had an amazing figure. Full round hips framing a bubbly butt, thick but toned thighs, and lovely plump breasts (36C) that looked even larger on her slim torso.
She was VERY self-conscious about her body, and dressed in the most frumpy, drab clothes possible. She always wore full-cut granny panties, and I only knew this because of her panty lines. She never wore a skirt, fearing that some pervert might catch a glimpse of her undies (ehem).
One weekend I came over to her house to help her paint a mural in her bedroom (I was thoroughly friend-zoned, so I guess I was "safe".) She was wearing baggy shorts and a drab tank top - the most risque thing I had ever seen her wear.
With all the bending and painting, I got plenty of long looks down her tank top at her cleavage and bra, but the real prize was when she squatted. Her baggy shorts would give a clear look at her crotch, and her pink cotton panties with a simple lace trim-- and best of all, and the wisps and curls of black pubic hair peeking out of either side of her panties.
My mind was blown. A beautiful woman who would have been mortified for anyone to glimpse her undies, accidentally flashing me the soft virgin fur of her pussy!
Know how nototiously prude she was with her boyfriends, I probably saw more of her private treasures than they ever did!
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