I was amazed at her self-assurance, and that gave me extra confidence to let go and enjoy her wonderful gifts. Oh, that’s just another name for it,” she explained. “In my profession I get used to using a variety of different expressions for things.”

Underwear is so beautiful,” she murmured really lovingly. “I can tell that you are a true lover of underwear, and I love your beautiful, full-fitting white underpants, too. They are just the sort of underpants that I adore, and I even have a collection of my own, traditional, soft white cotton underpants for my own secret pleasures, so we are very well met, aren’t we, Ivan?” She continued stroking my underpants all over from fondling their strong, wide waist-elastic, down onto their cute Y-front area and the seams detail that seemed to hold much of her attention. What a beautiful spring day,” she said. “The sap seems to be rising all over the place.” I swear she winked when she said it. I got up, carefully, and walked across and closed the door. “Oh thank you,” she said. What a charming gentleman.” Plenty of room in here,” said an assertive but warm, female voice. As I opened my eyes properly I saw that the owner of the voice was a fresh, vibrant looking lady, old enough to be experienced, yet youthful in her demeanour. As she stepped up into the compartment her gaze seemed to focus directly on my trousers which contained a slowly subsiding and unrelieved erection. I blushed. She smiled, mischievously.Oh!” was all I could manage in response. Fortunately, I collected my thoughts fairly rapidly and smilingly exclaimed, “What a wonderful profession. I would love to be your faithful employee”. Then I decided to venture further, and asked, “If it isn’t an impertinent question, are you wearing a full or half-length slip?” It was with great relief that I clasped her bottom, and it was so natural that I pulled her engorged, cunt mound towards my lips. Her hot, hairless cunt tasted so good, and then, as she spread her legs still wider, at last I saw her cunt in all its glory! My goodness it was so beautiful, the most beautiful cunt I’d ever seen, and her erect clitty was bright, shiny wet, and obviously fully aroused. With my tongue I instinctively began to pleasure her lovely, stiff clitty, until all of a sudden she gasped, “Oh God, I’m going to cum”.

Illegal or not one thing is certain. Any man photographing nothing but young women and girls in public places has serious issues and is, in my opinion, a danger to women and girls. This predatory behaviour is deeply sexist and brings the genre of street photography and street photographers into disrepute. The train drew into the station and we alighted onto the platform. I turned to face her but she placed a finger on my lips and smiled, “You’re not going anywhere, Ivan. You are coming with me.” With that she put her arm through mine and we walked out of the station. Wow, what an amazing woman,’ I thought. Veronica clearly loved our intimate underwear, too, and she obviously understood the gentle art of underwear seduction more than any other woman I’d ever known. As we were both ardent lovers of underwear, that was an enormous extra thrill that made everything so extra-special. I saw a photo-stream today where a man had captured nothing but long lens photographs of young women and girls on the street, mothers with children too, and as many attempts at 'flesh' shots as possible. Wind blowing skirts into the air with naked bottoms on the street and the shot tagged as 'Upskirt' too! Oooooh!” I gasped, “That feels unbelievable, like nothing I’ve ever felt before, but I don’t think I can hold on much longer.”

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It’s alright,” said Veronica, reassuringly. “I’m not offended if you find my underwear attractive. It’s perfectly natural, you know.” Her smile was radiant and her voice very steady, which made me feel much more at ease. I mulled over her use of the word ‘underskirt’.