‘Put them on,’ said Matthew.
Beth drew the knickers up and tied them on each side. They were a good fit.
‘I love them,’ said Beth. ‘Thank you so much.’ She gave Charles a kiss on the cheek.
Charles opened a bottle of wine. He took some pictures of Beth. It was at this point that I knocked on his door, having arranged to meet them when I had finished work. When I walked in Beth was wearing nothing but her new knickers and holding a glass of wine. (These were the very same knickers that I found the picture of the other day, when I started writing this tale.) She looked happy, having had the undivided attention of two men all afternoon. Charles poured me some wine too and we chatted about this and that, all of us fully dressed except Beth.
Finally she put her clothes on, still wearing th
