You want to see her bras

You say, “If you get to see my wife’s underwear, it’s only fair if I get to see your wife’s bras.”

“Too easy,” your little brother says. “Let’s do it.”

You follow him to the bedroom you are sharing for the weekend. He walked to your wife’s suitcase. You walk to his wife’s. You open up and snoop.

You easily find her bras. Several styles.

The wireless one you found last year. Same size ‘Large’, but you imagine she fills it out so much more.

Then you find her nursing bras, ones with opening cups so her baby can easily latch on and she doesn’t have to remove the whole bra.

Then you find the jackpot. A lacy see-thru bra that is basically lingerie. You look at the tag and your bra melts. 34G. Your heart pounds finally seeing her size.

Your brother is loving your wife’s full coverage granny panties. He says, “You need underwear like this to cover an ass like that. I love them. So sexy. I bet they ride up on her and show off her amazing cheeks like a thong. You’re so lucky.”

You hold up the sexy bra. “You’re the lucky one. Your wife is definitely planning some romantic time this weekend.”

“Holy fuck.” Your brother holds up something you’ve never seen before. A pair of red lace panties with the crotch removed. “I’m so fucking jealous bro.”

Where did your wife get underwear like that!?!? This has to be a mistake. No way would she pack something like that for this Thanksgiving trip.

Both our wives brought lacy lingerie items. What do they have planned?