Shed the Boy

As Lily stands waiting for the strip show Briana comes hurrying into the room. Lily intercepts my wine glass before it could reach my hand and sets it atop the vanity.

“First we shed the boy, then we can relax and have a good time.”

Bri grins and hands Lily her cider. “Yer really serious about this.”

“Serious?” Lily says, her voice suddenly soft as she looks into my eyes. “I’ve been waiting my whole life for this. Sure I tried a couple times but they were never pretty like you, Ellie. And I couldn’t really enjoy them.”

With an understanding smile I say as Ellie. “You’ll get your Juniper someday. Or someone just as special. Until then your Ellie-girl is here.”

Lily gaze warms. “You are just too good at this.”

With a wink I begin to peel out of my shirt.

Sitting down on the chair beside the vanity Bri swirls her wine, her eyes glued to me as I undressed though she spoke to Lily. “Ye told her about Juniper, hm?”

With a guilty blush Lily says. “It just came up in passing.”

“In passing?” Bri gently teases. “Here I thought she was already passed. Ye told me three months ago you were movin on. That you had to move on. That she was out of reach.”

“I know, I know!” Lily says as she takes my shirt from me. Both she and Bri quietly ogle as they continue their girl talk. “It’s just…I swear she keeps dropping little hints. A comment here, a quip there, little clues that things might not be so rosy between her and her partner.”

As I unbuckle my belt I ask. “So what are you going to do about it?”

Lily sighs. “Keep waiting. What else can I do?”

“Girlfriend, there’s a whole lot you can do.” I note Lily’s little smirk as I use the term ‘girlfriend’ in that familiar way I’d heard women use on shows and memes. There was no mockery in the smirk, just an encouraging amusement at me doing my best to find my ‘Ellie’. “I’m not saying to stir trouble or be a home-wrecker. Just…be a friendly ear.”

“Ellie’s right.” Bri says as she watches my pants come down, the subtle flare of her nostrils the only clue of the lust I knew she was containing. “Be an kind ear, a shoulder to lean on, a kind voice. Be a friend first before ye worry about bein her lover.”

“So…the opposite of Bri and I.”

Briana laughs. “Exactly.”

“I do do that.” Lily sighs. “Whenever the topic of her partner gets brought up she says a few things but always cuts it off with, ‘but we’re good’.”

Bri and I look at each other, then she says what was on both of our minds. “If she’s telling ye that they’re good every time you bring it up…they’re not good.”

“I know. That’s what gives me hope.” Lily says, taking my pants to fold them and put them atop my shirt. “Ohhh…she wears her hair back in a ponytail but sometimes her bangs come free. She does this thing where she tucks one behind her ear…”

Bri and I smile knowingly. “She’s got it bad.” I say.

“The worst.”

Lily rolls her eyes, but with a smile. “Would you two stop.” Turning back to me she says. “Tonight’s about Ellie.”

“It’s about us.” I correct her. Truth was this ‘girl talk’ was doing far more to put me at east and allow me to get into the Ellie mindset than them just sitting there gawking. I slip out of my socks then ask, already knowing the answer. “All of it?”

“All of it.” Lily insists, her gaze dropping to my last remaining article of clothing. “Trust me, Ellie-girl, once you get used to panties you’ll never want to go back.”

“That’s what I’m afraid of.” I quip. With that I take a breath and pull down my underwear to stand before them in my birthday suit.

The pair take a good look at my goods but beyond a twinkle in their eyes contain their hunger. I felt exposed, but in the best possible way. I knew I was safe, I knew these two could be trusted, I knew there was nothing but love and respect inside this room. Back with Blair I’d seen being **** as something to be feared. With my new ladies I now savored these moments as they opened up possibilities for deeper intimacy and honesty.

“So pretty.” Briana runs the back of her fingers down the side of my thigh. “God, I’d kill for yer skin. What do ye use to exfoliate?”

“Er…just soap and water?”

“Shut up!” Bri gasps. “That’s just not fair!”

“Alright, alright.” Lily says. “First things first. We set a foundation and build from there.” With a wave toward the bed, specifically toward the corner with the bras and panties. Taking my arm she walks me to the bed. Bri quickly follows to stand at my other shoulder.

I stare down at the selection of three sets of cotton panties and four bras. Bri had brought two matching sets and then a few randoms. My gaze pans over the pink and the white and the black and the…blue. Blue. Heather liked me in blue. This one was a pastel blue, not the bold shades she preferred on her man, but it was blue nonetheless. Though she would probably never meet Ellie it pleased me to wear that private gesture of loyalty to my woman. Also, the matching blue bra looked like it had a padded bosom. Given my flat chest I could use all the help I could get in that department. I pick up the blue panties and smile as the lace around the waistband tickles my fingers.

“Atta girl.” Lily strokes my back. “Very pretty. Goes with your eyes.”

Briana kisses my shoulder. “They’re yours Ellie. Yours to keep. The bra too.”

“Oh!”

“You can keep them here.” Lily assures me. “And we’ll get you more.”

“Thank you. Both.” I say softly, not putting up a fuss. Not only did I like the idea of Ellie beginning to build a wardrobe over here, I knew what it meant for them to be able to give their Prince something. The gift spread nothing but joy among us.

I pull the cotton panties up legs and pull them snug over my butt and balls. After a little adjustment I pull my hands away and wiggle my hips. Everything was cozy and tight, and the cotton so very soft. On my junk, on my butt, just all around…they felt fantastic! I think my favorite part though was the cute bulge the poked out in the center. Having been exclusively with Heather’s clan recently the idea of flat, penis free panties already seemed like a distant memory. The bulge was a huge part of the allure for me now.

The others inspect me a bit more closely than needed just to check the fit, not that I was complaining. Lily runs a finger around the lace of my waist then pulls at the leg hole to have the panties lay just right. Brief though it was the doting reminded me of her mother, though I would never tell her that.

“Comfy?” She asks.

“Very.”

Bri cups my butt and gives it a little squeeze. “Perfect fit. Ye got a nice ass for a…” Lily clears her throat, causing Bri to correct mid-sentence. “…erm, an American.”

I chuckle and say to Bri. “Nice save.”

“I tried.” Bri grins.

“Hey now!” Lily swats her own behind. “We got the best asses, Irish.”

“The good old U, Ass of A.” I quip…to a duet of groans. I giggle.

“Let me help.” Lily takes up the bra. “Arms forward.” I do as she says and she feeds the bra down my arms then she and Briana pull it tight around my chest. As Briana adjusts the straps Lily clasps the bra closed. The pair step back, take a look, glance at each other, then nod. Their unspoken agreement leads to Lily getting a pair of clean ankle socks out of her dresser. She hands one to Bri and folds the other. As one they tuck the folded socks in under the padded bust so that it sat more naturally. Their psychic connection concludes with a satisfied nod in unison. “Perfect.”

Lily turns me to face the vanity. In the mirror I see myself glad in the soft blue panties and bra. Lily, her arm around me, stares at my reflection with me with a gentle smile on her lips. My gaze pans up and down my slender form. My lean figure took to the garments beautifully and I see staring back at me…Ellie. Or the beginnings of her at least. Unconsciously I shift my stance to match theirs, I dip my chin just a little to appear more demure and I widen my eyes and soften my expression to something I felt was more feminine.

“Beautiful.” Lily kisses my cheek. Leading me forward she sits me down on the stool in front of the vanity. Her hands on my shoulders she bends down so her face was next to mine as she studied me closely through the mirror. “Beautiful, but just the beginning.”