[blake1977]

I was 18 years old, November 1990, The Wheelwrights restaurant in East London was the place and time of one of, if not the greatest upskirt view I have ever experienced in my life (to date!) and was from my girlfriend who 30+ years later is now my wife! The story takes place only a few months after we had first started going out.

My girlfriend was also 18 at the time, blonde, a runner with an athletic body, stunning blue eyes and face plus an amazing backside, in fact many people (as I said in an earlier post and this is the last time!) at the time kept saying she looked like the actress that played Laura Palmer in the TV series Twin Peaks!

We had been going out for about 6 months and it was going really well, she had a great sense of humour and was a real stunner. However genuine knicker or vpl flashes from her were rare to none, but in a strange contrast when going out for an event, meal or club she often wore very short, very tight skirts or dresses but somehow always covered her modesty perfectly when we went out for an evening.

However strangely my girlfriend almost never at any other time (like when we hung out at each others houses etc) did she wear a skirt or dress, on those occasions she preferred black leggings (90% of the time), jeans or shorts which looked great but she always wore a top that covered her backside so vpl was equally rare to nonexistent. She was so stunning I felt I was punching way above my weight as she really turned heads but she was a little shy which I found endearing but her confidence was growing!

One thing I noticed right from the start was she was terrified of upskirts, so it always surprised me that she wore such short skirts or dresses when we went out, but she somehow managed to always pull it off and show nothing to me because on the rare occasion she actually flashed her underwear it was always black, so after 6 months and being a major upskirt fan it was getting really frustrating!

What amplified that frustration was that I had noticed some other guys getting flashes from her but at angles where I couldn't see! For example a month earlier we had been sitting on a sofa during a Sunday daytime family birthday celebration with relative's walking around with plates of food and kids running around and my girlfriend had on a loose fitting red shirt and a very, very tight, short black skirt with a hem finishing just above the knee and nearly black tights (pantyhose).

Both my younger brother and his friend sat opposite us on the other sofa clearly looking at her legs and then she suddenly uncrossed her legs as someone was handing her a drink with a good 30 seconds before re-crossing her legs again and their faces and crotches (especially my brother's friend) told me everything I needed to know on what they had seen in that little triangle of space between skirt fabric and leg tops.

Later on after my girlfriend had left (and pretending it didn't really matter to me but of course it did) I asked them what they saw and they both described in great detail (as I even asked them separately!) a white triangle with the black seam of her tights (hose) down the middle, basically the crown jewels for me and I was sick with jealousy over it knowing they'd both be wanking off to that mental image for some time!

So other than a blurry 3 seconds of white triangle I briefly saw once when she sat on her sofa on our 3rd date (I'll post that story another time!) I had really seen next to nothing up to this point! Sorry about all this preamble but it's important you understand how slim the pickings were and how that can change very suddenly as you will discover if you read on!

Anyway on with the Wheelwrights restaurant night story! So we had arranged to go out to dinner on this particular Saturday evening and my girlfriend needed to be back at a sensible hour as she had to be up early for a competitive run the next morning. I arranged to pick her up at her house in a taxi, go to dinner at the Wheelwrights (which had a vintage train carriage outside the building) then I'd see her home and leave, not even time to come in for a coffee afterwards!

With the taxi waiting I rung her doorbell and she opened the door wearing a lovely green suit, this was a dark green shoulder-padded jacket with large gold buttons up the front (this was 1990!) and a very, very short dark green skirt. I actually remember being really disappointed because she looked so hot I was crushed that there was no time to come back afterwards for a kiss and a cuddle in her front room, this is where I may get a grope and possibly a flash or two. I was slightly depressed about this because knowing that would not happen tonight and she was dressed so hot, any thrills would have to be accidents when we were out and with her that was a very, very low chance!

Anyway this dark green suit had probably the shortest skirt she has ever worn in my presence, that sort of shortness where even standing up and walking around you have to be careful. However also on this evening standing at her front door there was something extra, something she never ever wore before (or again after this night), which was a pair of very bright white tights (pantyhose), which with fit, muscular legs like hers really showed her legs off.

However as my girlfriend knew her skirt was so short she was really super aware and stayed covered up the whole time. I went for the obvious first which was to open the car door for her, knowing there may be a moment when she sat down and would swivel to sit front, but no, she held her bag over her lap before she even sat down closing off any opportunity.

The 15 min drive from her house to the Wheelwrights restaurant my girlfriend seemed a bit off with me, we used to have little bickery arguments from time to time and I think I had said something the night before that still irritated her so she wasn't up for much conversation in the car sitting there her bag over her lap and giving short single word answers. While sitting in the cab my eyes kept flicking to her crotch for any movement of her bag but it never shifted!

When we arrived at the Wheelwrights restaurant it was a large, busy place with lots of movement and many tables on the ground floor area with a large bar running along one wall. However, there was also a large upstairs eating area, and joining the downstairs to the upstairs was a slowly rising carpeted ramp with a gold railing running alongside it. Along one side of the carpeted ramp was a wall containing a collection of very small, cozy two person tables, each one slightly higher than the next and set back in cubby holes in the wall positioned as little 'nooks' alongside the long carpeted ramp leading to the upstairs and you accessed each one via two small steps joining the ramp to each nook.

It was to one of the small tables inside one of these nooks we were led up to. These cubby hole like nooks were meant for two persons max, the first person goes in, shifts along the side of the table and sits with their back against the wall but facing out but sitting behind the table, while the other person sits directly opposite them but with their back to the nook opening. Protecting the person sitting at the end from potentially falling backwards out of the nook and onto the ramp was a small little half door that clicked shut to prevent their stool from falling back but technically was so low when you stood up you could step over it, so the person sat on a stool rather than a chair with a back (so you didn't try to sit back) and the waiter would even say when seating you 'don't sit back you're on a stool' when you sat down, health and safety would never allow it today!

Anyway, the slight downside of these small tables was though they were cubby holes, the ramp was the only way for anyone upstairs to go downstairs to either leave the restaurant or go to the bathroom, this meant that a steady number of people would pass directly by you as they walked up or down the ramp, slightly spoiling the intimacy so it kind of made you huddle in a little but with a small flickering lamp on the table between you and the thick wall above your heads it was actually pretty nice.

We sat down and had a drink and then ordered our food and settled in for a nice evening. The table top pretty much filled the cubby hole so all I could ever see was my girlfriend's top half so I was free of temptations, such as seeing her legs. We both relaxed and chatted away and after we finished our starters I needed to go off to the bathroom to empty my bladder. I excused myself, then turned and stepped down onto the carpeted ramp and walked off to the toilet.

A couple of minutes later on leaving the bathroom with a now empty bladder I noticed there was a long queue leading all the way up the angled ramp to the upstairs and past all the nooks either side of the ramp containing all the two person tables which included mine. I looked and the queue was caused by an elderly lady in a wheelchair being seated at a table upstairs, meaning people had slowed but were gradually passing by on both sides as the ramp was now down to single file, but we were all gradually shuffling forward. Mildly irritated I looked ahead and as the gents toilet was close behind me practically everyone in front of me was a man (who had all recently exited the toilet) apart from one middle aged woman directly in front of me and I counted at least 8 people between me and access to my table, all shuffling forward very slowly mildly depressed at the holdup!

Then when I was about 6 people away the queue stopped moving altogether because the woman in the wheelchair was being repositioned and I looked longingly forward up the ramp leading up to my table and I noticed the man 6 persons ahead of me was staring straight in the direction of the nook where I had been sitting, he looked away and then looked again and then looked down at his feet almost slightly embarrassed, then the queue moved one forward, we all moved up and now the man 5 persons away from me had a view of the steps up to my table, this guy was looking forward bored and then started looking around and then he too stared nonstop at where my chair must have been, so much so that I was genuinely wondering what was going on. Then the next man shuffled forward, he immediately looked where the other man had been looking and he suddenly put his hands together over his groin area and as everyone knows there's only one reason why that happens which is to hide an erection in quick progress.

(Dear reader, I was tempted to leave that last detail out as it sounds a bit too incredible and if roles were reversed I don't know if I would believe it! But I decided to include it as it is true and was also so very obvious, his hands moved so quick, he was unprepared for it and he seemed to be swiftly rearranging the inside of his boxers due to rapidly decreasing space in there!)

That was the moment I knew that at least 3 men in front of me had been looking in the direction of of my girlfriend, I thought of those high shine white tights and thought that maybe those guys were looking at her legs!

The queue eventually moved forward again and the man in front of the woman directly in front of me seemed somehow prepared as he immediately looked in the direction of my girlfriend. If you know what to look for and when you know there's little doubt as this guy was nervously pretending to look in other directions but 90% of his focus was in my girlfriend's direction. Then the woman in front of me gently ushered for him to move up as the queue had advanced and the woman moved into his former position and looked where he had been looking and then immediately looked away, almost flinching and that told me it had to be something showing to make a woman look away, something like her crotch, every other male had to have been looking at that!

Oh My God! I worked it out and realised that with me not sitting in that stool then my girlfriend's knees would have been visible at eye level to anyone who passed by on the slowly rising ramp! The queue had moved slowly so as people advanced gradually upstairs along the ramp everyone would pass by our little nook halfway up and their faces would be only 2-3 feet away from my girlfriend's knees under the table!

The key factor was that as the ramp went from beneath our table the person coming up would have an eye-line below the table and my girlfriend cannot see the people coming up as her downward view was blocked by the table top, so anyone having a good look could do so relatively free of anxiety from being caught! Then the lady in front moved forward and I knew I had my moment, but as there was a queue now behind me knew I would only have a few seconds and turned towards the cubby hole thinking what am I about to see!

The first thing I remember thinking was where is that light coming from? There was a small row of lower mood lights I'd never noticed before that were low down on the ramp-way lighting up my girlfriend's white pantyhosed legs perfectly. At the top of her legs lit up incredibly brightly was the greatest upskirt I have still ever seen, a perfect massive white V of her knickers encased in white tights with a very thick super bright white line running right down the middle of the V. Finally...finally...finally (my mind falling onto imaginary knees in celebration)! My trousers went very tight, what turned me on more was knowing at least 7+ guys of different ages getting an eye full and now it was my turn!

When the person who sat with their back to the ramp left the table it exposed the entire lower part of the table to anyone of average height standing or walking by on the ramp, with their eye-line almost directly level with that person's knees at some point as they walked by! So my girlfriend was sitting there oblivious because normally I'd have been sitting there blocking any views, when I'd got up she had not realised everything under the table was now exposed so didn't cross her legs or use her bag which was off to the side, plus with her hands on the table her crotch was fully exposed.

Realising the rareness of this event I bought myself an extra few seconds to stare at her underwear by pretending to tuck my shirt in to indicate I'd just come from the bathroom and I remember thinking the white line must be from the white tights and noting the white knickers were probably cotton. I stared and did a 5 second slow walk count pretending to still be fiddling with my shirt and just took the view all in but as I got to around 2 on that count she glanced up and looked out over the table, saw me and instantly placed both hands over her crotch (more a reflex action!) and smiled seemingly oblivious and the view was gone so I walked up the final steps to the table and rejoined my girlfriend.

My mind was blown and it didn’t take long before my girlfriend started asking me if I was ok. The vision of her knicker triangle was burned in my brain and I was sweating like crazy as my dick was the hardest it had ever been in my entire life. I sat looking at her talking and for just a second felt slightly guilty, sorry for her almost that unknown to her, she had been on display. However as I sat there that night with my girlfriend and looked at her I thought about her tiny skirt, white tights and white knickers and the fact that tonight at least 7 guys, 8 including me, would most likely be having a 'revisit' to the view they got, that was a nailed on fact!

Every man has a wank bank image retrieval system and with material like that it's a given, no point denying it and that turned me on even more because it was over my girlfriend. Some guys hate others leering at their wives or partners (even get violent about it!), whereas I discovered then and there that I really liked it and from then on watched other guys closely round my girlfriend and later when she became my wife!

The evening continued through to ordering desert and though my bladder wasn't full I thought it was worth going to the toilet again as more an excuse really to see if she was on display again when coming back. I left the table and cheekily glanced back and was disappointed to see her hands on her lap, so I quickly shot into the toilets with a hardon growing because basically the original upskirt could never get far from my mind.

I went into a cubicle to re-adjust my very hard penis then left the toilets. The path was clear this time so I quickly made my way up the ramp. Before I got halfway up I looked to the left and saw the bar (which was also an area for people waiting for a table) and it was full of mainly men holding pints of beer and I recognised someone from my old school called Trevor. Now Trevor and I had never gotten along so I tried to hurry along the ramp to not be seen and he never seemed to notice me.

When I approached my girlfriend I was shocked to see that she had relaxed a lot and was sat staring into space perched on the edge of her seat with the table pushed in tight into her stomach and her arms halfway across the tabletop, but as she was oblivious to the exposure beneath her legs were now very (very) wide open and she was fidgeting by opening and closing them fairly quickly (a nervous habit I've since discovered). Her legs were always wide open but each movement made them super wide and then back to just wide again, but always showing a massive white knicker gusset behind very bright white shiny tights that also had a huge reinforced O shaped gusset that was a super bright white circular line that goes round and forms into the shape of an oval the size of an egg!

There was a skirting board along the lower part of the ramp that I placed my foot on to adjust my lace, good excuse before sitting down in your seat so it bought me 5-10 seconds! My girlfriend's legs fidgeted open, closed and then wider than before, and that gusset view where you have the top triangle and bottom triangle with the bit of gusset in-between slightly narrowed by the thighs I have mentioned before I nicknamed an 'hourglass' view and a 'full hourglass' was what my girlfriend was showing!

At that age I had never been close enough to a girl with tights on before so I remember looking at all the details on her hose/tights gusset and the knickers beneath, noting a large gap between the material of the tights and where her knickers were, plus noticed the white knicker crotch gusset had lacy swirly shapes across it. Her legs jerked inward and then super wide open and then I noted the crotch stitched seam running horizontally across the crotch of her cotton knickers. Still fidgeting she raised one leg upwards making the view wide and high so I saw her tights running up to her belly and the very edge of one side of her string bikini knickers, noting the tiny white elastic joining front to back, amazing!

My girlfriend with her long Laura Palmer like blonde hair was staring into space totally oblivious to the view she was putting on, as I walked up she didn't even change position so I got a good few seconds of perving walking very slowly up the stairs to savour every last moment before I took my seat once again ramrod hard. I felt like I had just won a long running war, a conquest to see my girlfriends upskirt but had been denied every time until now when it came all at once!

We chatted for a little while and I desperately tried to calm my throbbing down below when my girlfriend said something that upskirt connoisseurs may consider that little extra cherry on top of the cake, as my girlfriend brought up what she was wearing and that she didn't like the white tights and only wore them as she fancied a change from tan or black coloured tights (hose). A quick note, up to this point I had managed to conceal from my girlfriend that I was super turned on by upskirts. Therefore because of this, during our early months I got her (sometimes) to open up about little details like why she hardly ever (and still doesn't) really cross her legs and she answered because her legs are quite muscly she finds it awkward, that sort of thing.

Well this evening my girlfriend went onto say that she didn't like the white tights as they were an experiment not to be repeated and that people kept looking at her legs when we walked in. She then said that she was holding on going to the bathroom because she didn't want to walk up and down the ramp with her legs on show (and then the priceless next bit which I still think about so often even today) and then matter of factly said this word for word

'also because of the white tights I had to wear white knickers and if I walk down that ramp then some people below will see all my white knickers!'

Then I said what difference does it make if they're white or black? And she said 'Because if someone sees up my skirt and they're white knickers then they'll just think it's the tights, but if black they'll know it's my underwear as they see them through the tights!'

I then forced myself to say matter of factly 'oh right' or something and then she said this, 'anyway that's why I stayed sitting in here behind this table where no one can see anything!'

And then I exploded in my trousers!!! It's true I did, but it really was coming for quite a while, you know that feeling over a prolonged period with continual stimulation, even the greatest of seals finally breaks!

We stayed sitting for another half hour or so and then got up to leave, called a cab and dropped her home. With the cab waiting I tried to persuade her to let me in for a coffee but she said she needed to get to bed because of the run she had in the morning so I left. I went home thinking that my girlfriend had already given me so much that night and I was looking forward to replaying it in my mind!

A couple of days later a friend at 6th form college came up to me and said that he knew what colour my girlfriend's knickers were (knowing the colour is part of the thrill!) also that his football teammate Trevor said to say that my girlfriend was showing her white knickers to him the other night and she enjoyed him having a good look! It turns out the football team that Trevor and my friend played for were having a meal at the Wheelwrights that night and many were in the bar drinking after their meal had finished and some of them (including my friend) were looking up my girlfriend's skirt when I was in the toilet. I knew her doing it deliberately was crap and just a jibe but it was still a shock to hear as I had seen Trevor there.

Even though the bar was 15-20 feet away anyone at the bar would have an eye line level with our little nook, so with me not sitting on the stool reveals (even at a modest distance) a clear view of my girlfriend sitting directly facing them oblivious that beneath the table she's totally exposed. I actually asked him for a description as proof and he immediately said white knickers, white tights, green suit, basically it was a total match! My friend was actually a bit thick, nice but a bit dense at times so had no tact and even told me that Trevor bragged about having a wank over it!

I wondered what percentage out of perhaps 20+ men who saw my girlfriend's knickers and tights that night had a wank over it? 100%?

It's possible at least!

However what I saw at the Wheelwrights that night remained my secret, I was worried if I told my girlfriend she'd think me a pervert and jack me in so kept it quiet, but this is why years later I got sucked into boards like this as I was looking for someone to put their version of that story at the Wheelwrights up but so far I never found it or anyone talking about it ever sadly! Oh well!

Therefore it remains in my memory as probably my biggest coming of age moment of all time, not just for the view, but for the audience who also enjoyed the view and shared the experience with me!


Attached Photos
The attached photos all relate to the Wheelwrights story but each photo set has a story behind them so I considered them as separate stories but for me they are part of the story of that first 6 months with my girlfriend so here it is:

Photo 1 - Wheelwrights Outfit - Green Suit, Gold Buttons Micro Short Green Skirt and White Tights.

Now I obviously don't have any pictures of my girlfriend's upskirt from that night, it was November 1990 and no mobiles or cameras to hand, but on New Years Eve of that very same year (about 5 weeks after the Wheelwrights incident) she did wear the same green outfit with gold buttons and micro short skirt for a 2nd (and final) time and I've attached a picture from that night and you'll notice she's wearing black tights (not the white from the Wheelwrights) but just out of interest is she is also showing off a fairly large black knicker triangle in the photo. Sorry about the quality but it's from an old scan and I don't have access to the original right now!

One detail about that 1990 New Years Eve party is my girlfriend spent a lot of time sitting in that armchair that night as she had injured her knee running and the next day she said in passing to me that people kept staring at her and taking photos of her that night and I playfully said they were probably looking up her skirt and she went quiet thinking about it and then said she had been wearing black knickers anyway (as shown in the picture!) so no one would see anything and I remember thinking upskirt fans wouldn't care about that when wanking off to what is visible.

I've known women who have said that before, that somehow seeing black knickers doesn't count! Plus I didn't really care anyway as I was still living off the Wheelwrights' views from a few weeks earlier! However when her mum had her own pictures developed from the New Years Eve Party she had managed to upskirt her own daughter and she then put it along with other photos from that night in a family album for others to see so here it is (cropped a little) for you!!!

Photos 2-5 Red Shirt, Black Skirt, Black tights, White Knickers - Christmas Day 1990
Also attached is a short sequence of photos where my girlfriend is wearing the same outfit from when my brother and his friend saw her knickers at the family birthday I told you about at the start of this entire story! One of the images includes an equally similar white upskirt triangle through the same black tights! However there is a bit of a story here so before diving into the pics I suggest reading this first!

On Christmas Eve (the day before the pics were taken) my girlfriend and I had gone to a Christmas Eve Party at her sports centre and she wore a black dress with white spots and of course micro short and despite everything I got no upskirt views, I tried but failed, plus she had to go home early to help her mum the next day for Christmas so I went home really frustrated and rock hard.

The next day (Christmas Day) as she had close family going to her house for dinner and I had family coming to mine (plus we'd only been seeing each other for 7 months by now and both lived with our parents) we both knew we'd only get an hour or so together that day so her dad was to bring her to my house in the late morning / early afternoon, we exchange presents, see my mum and dad etc and then her dad will come back to collect her two or three hours later.

Anyway come Christmas Day and my girlfriend gets dropped off at my house by her dad at about 1pm, she's wearing the red shirt, black skirt, black tights and these strange leather boots (that were a present from her best friend) but the skirt was super super tight, the type that when they are standing up the fabric is still pulled super tight across the crotch and thighs area! (the tightness is an important detail you'll learn why in a moment!). You will see the picture of her wearing the red top, the skirt and boots sitting in the armchair taken before she left with her dad to come to my house! Notice she is 'not' wearing a gold bracelet on her left arm in that photo!

As she walked into my house I noted the nearly black tights and short skirt, I love upskirts no1, however my favourite type (for whatever reason) are white knickers behind black tights (hose) and I then go into a hyper mode at the prospect of white knickers and black tights! Anyway she came into my mum and dad's house where a lot of my relatives were sitting on chairs and sofas chatting while my parents prepared dinner. Then as was usually the case with my girlfriend what came next was a series of frustrating near misses (FNM) which to better emphasise the final pay off at the end I will detail:

Frustrating Near Miss 1
We enter the main sitting room of my mum and dad's house which have two 3-seater sofas opposite each other, there is a gap in the middle of each, as everyone is chatting to each other and we didn't want to disturb them my girlfriend sits in the centre of one, I sit in the centre of the other, I look up and we are facing each other, her skirt is set perfectly as it has pulled back and tight, but as per usual her hands are planted firmly over her crotch so I get myself ready as I know that as we exchange presents and she will have to reach down to the carrier bag at her feet (that hold her presents) her hands will have to move so it's only a matter of time.

Then my elderly aunt sitting next to me suddenly held her empty glass out to me and said 'be a love and get me a fresh glass of water will you?'. What could I do? Be a horrid scumbag and refuse (publicly) your elderly aunt water or go and get the water? I of course got up and then once entering the kitchen head down to get the water it was full of relatives who started asking me how my year had been etc etc. I eventually got the water and then once back in the sitting room (you guessed it!) one of my uncles was sitting where I was and (yes as the brains of upskirt experts will have already rolled on to!) her hands were not over her lap but were now holding a photo (with both hands) up to her eyes of me aged about 7 that my family were passing around! My uncle's eyes were exactly where you would expect them to be, focused right on my girlfriend's crotch! It was a ffs moment!

Frustrating Near Miss 2
My other aunt sitting next to my uncle suddenly stands up and says I can have the seat, I know the angle from there may be good enough so thank her and sit down, by now my girlfriend's hands are back on her lap but at least a view is possible. Then some luck, my aunt next to my girlfriend (but opposite me) gets up so my girlfriend slides across the sofa to be opposite me so the original idea is back on!

However, the moment I suggested we exchange presents the house phone rang (no mobiles back then!) and my mum said the phone call was for my girlfriend so she gets up (hiding everything!) and moments later tells me her dad wants to come and get her earlier as he wants to have a drink but can't as he has to drive to get her! I looked at my watch and she'd been here just 30 minutes! I was not happy with the man that one day became my father-in-law!

Frustrating Near Miss 3
Ok so my girlfriend said her dad would be about half an hour (they lived about 10 minutes drive away) so I suggested going up to my bedroom to exchange presents, she (reading me like a book) said she would rather stay downstairs as her dad wouldn't be that long, so thinking quickly I suggested the front room which was empty so in we went! Inside is a leather sofa and armchair that face each other but on opposing walls (far away) and the armchair is seriously heavy with large wooden feet, but as I wanted to repeat the facing each other scenario ignored my girlfriends suggestions that moving the armchair was silly when we could sit next to each other on the sofa, I summoned up almost superhuman strength to wrench the heavy armchair across the room while pretending it was effortless! Seconds later we were facing each other but my girlfriend had put the carrier bag on her lap so she could give and receive presents.

So we exchanged presents and the bag never moved, she was thrilled with a gold bracelet I bought her (you can see it on her left arm in the picture with her with the brown leather jacket on her lap) but as I gathered up the wrapping paper there was a loud "BEEP BEEP!!!' from a car horn outside and I looked out through the front room windows and my girlfriend's dad had driven up outside! Bastard!!! He must have left straight away!

Ok so I knew I had my last chance, one final moment which in football terms (or soccer for our US friends) is like scoring a 90th minute winner against the run of play to nick a game 1:0! And you know what that chance is? The standing up from the sofa is the final roll of the dice and (of course) failed as she held her hands over her crotch just as always and she kisses my cheek and walks off down the path (in those sexy boots) and gets in her dads car and off she goes...chance gone forever!

Then later on the phone we had a quick catchup where she told me about her Christmas Day and as I was horny I tried to talk about her outfit and as she had a drink or two actually responded by telling me something that initially was a dagger to the heart, but later, many many years later was a detail that blew me away! My girlfriend told me that the black skirt she wore was very tight across the middle and backside but she wore it as it was part of the outfit with the red shirt. She then said she has to wear it with the same underwear as when she wore it before because of VPL so wore bikini string knickers (like the ones worn by Ripley in Alien) to keep her knickers lines to a minimum! Then we had a short chat about what VPL was (of course I knew) and she told me that she only had one set of bikini strap knickers which was one bra and knicker set in white which was a present from her aunt for her birthday!

At least knowing they were the same knickers my brother and his friend saw was enough to get hard and have a quick wank that night so at least I got something out of what was a very, very frustrating day!

Or was it?

So my girlfriend goes home for Christmas Dinner and is greeted by her relatives, has dinner and then they all go into their front room to exchange presents later. My girlfriend takes off her boots and was curled up on the sofa and received a present from her parents which was a new brown leather jacket and her dad took a photo of her opening it. Then she puts the leather jacket down and opens her next present which is a Motown cassette tape boxset and her dad takes another photo of her but this time captures the rarest of things, (certainly when it comes to my girlfriend) which was my girlfriend in a super short and tight skirt with her hands not over her crotch, so she is revealing a simply amazing white knicker top triangle, white knickers under black tights (hose)!

The greatest Christmas present her Dad ever gave me and in my mind payback for countless other blown opportunities!

How did I discover the photos?

Well I mentioned earlier that my girlfriend's mum got all her Christmas and News Year's Eve photos developed and by chance I was round their house for lunch in early 1991 on the very day all the photos were back so I was initially bored as they were handed out and passed around the kitchen table by her mum, then to her dad, then to my girlfriend and then to me, endless pictures of mainly people I didn't know holding up drinks with red eyes from the flashes the cameras had back then, then a picture of my girlfriend sitting on a green armchair appeared and I saw her black knicker upskirt in her lovely green suit with the gold buttons mentioned above.

Then soon after came the Christmas Day photos and there was a photo of my girlfriend in the red shirt and black skirt with the leather boots outfit, then others from her family, then a picture of her with the leather jacket on her lap, then some other people I didn't know, but then my girlfriend suddenly looked at a picture and said 'nice face mum!' and then she held the upskirt picture out to me but was pointing at her mum sitting on the end of the sofa (cropped out here for obvious reasons) but I was looking to the lefthand side of the photo at what i thought was a large white triangle but she gave me less than 2 seconds to take it in so wasn't sure and then she handed it to her mum and it went back into the photo folder and she reached for the next folder.

When finished I watched to see where her mum put the photo folders and she put them in a lower cupboard near the TV set in the kitchen. I cannot tell you how many times over the years I tried to get access to that cupboard but one of my girlfriend's parents was always in the kitchen, always! Once when my girlfriend was upstairs her dad went up to the shop at the end of their road for a newspaper so with a window of less than 5mins I heaved open the cupboard door and inside was a little like the end of Raiders of the Lost Ark, but instead of thousands of crates there were thousands of photo folders all with the same Boots photo department Logo on them, a logo I knew held the one that maybe had an upskirt photo in so I reached for the first folder, nothing, then another, nothing but people I didn't know, then her dad was back! So many years went by I actually forgot about it!

Then about 10 years ago my wife was turning 40 and I asked her parents for as many photos as possible for a photo board I was planning for her birthday party we were throwing and her parents (who are both now quite elderly) offered me to come round and go through their entire collection. When I got there her mum in an effort to be helpful had already started sorting them and she said she had already picked the best. As strange as it sounds for some reason 10 years ago I was super distracted with work (which was very stressful at the time!) so I was actually not in a sexual way of mind (if you know what I mean) and in a rush I just wanted to grab whatever I could so I was initially pleased with what her mum had done, but for some strange reason right at the end I took all her photos back to the large drawer they are now kept in and while I was talking about how the years go by etc and her mum just said to grab anything else I wanted as I slotted the photo folders back in the drawer and just grabbed the very first photo folder I could see and opened it and saw the picture of my girlfriend on the armchair in the boots, trembling it all came rushing back to me, I flicked through and seconds later came across the white knicker upskirt picture of my girlfriend!

My world exploded and boy was work not a distraction for quite some time afterwards, that is how much that picture meant to me, and hopefully will now mean something to some of you (please share if it does!)

I now had a photo of my girlfriend wearing the same outfit and knickers she wore the day my brother and friend saw her knickers...wow! But also it was a photo taken after she got home of exactly what I was trying to see in those frustrating 45 minutes on Christmas Day and even though that night she told me she was wearing white you never know for sure and then there it is, snow white cotton knickers behind lovely black tights!