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It started as a casual evening. I’d decided to decorate my Christmas tree and was chatting with a friend about it. She mentioned she wanted to join, and since it was already late at night, I agreed. Feeling relaxed, I stayed in my short, silky chemise — no bra underneath, leaving my hard nipples visible through the thin fabric. I hadn’t bothered to change my panties either, even though they were damp from earlier moments of edging after work.
When the knock came at the door, I opened it, smiling to greet her. But to my surprise, she wasn’t alone; she’d brought two of her friends along, both guys. They followed her in, and as we started chatting, I realized their eyes kept wandering — to my exposed legs, my barely-covered breasts, the way the fabric clung to my body.
I didn’t bother changing; I couldn’t at that point without making it awkward. Instead, I decided to embrace the situation. I started decorating the tree, grabbing the lights and bending over to drape them around. That’s when I felt it — the realization that my short dress was riding up, exposing my bare pussy to anyone standing behind me.
I glanced back subtly and noticed one of the guys, the bolder one, enjoying the view. His eyes were fixed, dark with desire, and I felt a thrill run through me. My heart raced, and I bent over a little more, making sure he got a full view. I could feel the heat rising between my legs, making my already damp panties completely unnecessary.
