This past weekend I went to a friend’s kid’s birthday party in their backyard. The place was beautifully decorated with balloons and other decorations. One of the female guests was named Sasha. She was wearing a yellow sleeveless knit top paired with a white long skirt that had a high slit running up the front of her left thigh. I arrived a bit late, but she immediately caught my attention. These kinds of long skirts often give the wearer a false sense of security, and they can accidentally flash what’s underneath without realizing it. Of course, just the long, slender leg revealed by the slit was already eye catching enough.
Sasha and her husband were sitting on a low stool to the side, chatting with everyone. Her left leg kept drawing my gaze. When the stool is lower than your knees, the space created between the hem of the skirt and the underside of the thigh becomes strangely inviting. It makes you instinctively want to look at the private area that shouldn’t be visible to outsiders.
Finally, I got my chance. While Sasha was holding her glass up for someone to pour her some red wine, a small drop of wine accidentally spilled onto her white skirt. Everyone rushed to hand her tissues. I did the same and used the opportunity to move closer. Sasha stretched out her leg and tried to smooth down the skirt. I shifted positions two or three times before I finally caught a glimpse of her dark gray panties under the skirt. The edge was slightly curled up, so I couldn’t tell whether they were regular briefs or a thong. They were plain with no pattern. When I handed her another tissue, I moved even closer, only about three feet away from under her skirt. That triangular view excited me a lot, especially with her husband sitting right there beside her.
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