Little panties

Chasey stood up and peeled her skirt higher, revealing the exact match to her gray striped socks. Frilly pink panties hugged her hips, the stripes repeated on the waistband. She turned once, slow, then let the skirt drop. Courtney followed, lifting the back of her tennis skirt to flash matching white cotton with black pinstripes that edged the leg openings. She angled her hips, giving a clear view before covering herself again. Heat rushed through me. I had nothing to lift. Bare under my skirt, I’d left the house without a single pair.