Stolen Underwear

Mary Jane, stunned by what happen, lay face down on the roof. Totally naked, she felt every inch of her front felt the cold, rough tar paper roof. Her pale bare butt pointed up, reflecting moonlight. Black Cat stared down at Mary Jane's bare form, prone before her, and smiled for the first time that evening.

Mary Jane started to drag herself up. Black Cat planted a bare foot on Mary Jane's bare ass, causing Mary Jane to groan as her crotch was pressed hard to the roof.

"Don't get up yet." Black Cat commanded. Mary Jane looked over her shoulder, lip quivering. She obeyed out of fear.

Black Cat went over to the discarded pile of Mary Jane's clothes. First she grabbed the thong. She slipped it over her bare feet, then pulled up her exceptionally long, athletic legs until she settled it in place over her crotch. She gave a slight nod of approval, enjoying the look of the other woman's panties on her frame.

Next she grabbed the bra. She slipped it over her shoulders, but found it would not clip over her chest. She grinned down at Mary Jane.

"Gee, couldn't bring anything bigger?" She laughed. Mary Jane blushed as she realized that her bra was too small for Black Cat! With her own natural 36 inch D cups, Mary Jane never considered herself small busted. But, finding out that Black Cat, rival for her lover, was more well endowed then her gave her that specific feeling of jealousy and shame for the first time. She lay prone, nude and helpless as her rival reveled in her dominance.

Giving up, Black Cat flung the bra off the roof. She then went to the rest of Mary Jane's clothes...