Grandma Lingerie Novels & Stories

"Come on. We're going shopping. My treat. We're going to find you the kind of underwear that will make that man forget his own name." An hour later, we were in a fancy lingerie store in a part of town I usually avoided. The kind of store where the bras cost more than my rent. Tasha was in her element, holding up scraps of lace and silk in every color imaginable. "This," she said, holding up a black lace bustier with garter straps. "This is the one. It's powerful. It's sexy. It says 'I'm in charge,' even when you're on your knees." I looked at the price tag and my eyes nearly popped out of my head. "Tash, I can't afford that."

When Gabriel Miller saw that I refused to accept it, he opened the gift box instead, revealing this year's limited-edition lingerie. "I know you're angry, but Kat is your sister. It wouldn't hurt to be a little more patient with her," he said. I looked at him, then quietly unfolded the lingerie. A milk stain was clearly visible on the fabric. "Victoria's Secret sells secondhand lingerie now, huh?" I asked, a bitter smile tugging at my lips.

After staying up all night to finish a task my boss had assigned, my phone buzzed with a message notification. [Apartment 402, how many times have I told you not to hang your clothes out like that? Your lingerie fell onto my balcony! Ugh, lucky I was home; otherwise, my boyfriend and son would've seen it. That would've been so awkward!] A photo followed right after, showing a black lace panty hanging precariously on the railing of the balcony of the third floor, swaying in the wind.

Her breath caught in her throat as she took in the sight of the luxurious lingerie set, its deep red hue a stark contrast to the pristine white of the tissue paper. With trembling hands, Claire carefully slipped into the lingerie, the fabric soft and delicate against her skin. She adjusted her dress, ensuring that the lingerie was hidden beneath the professional attire she wore. The sensation of the lingerie against her skin was exhilarating, a tantalizing reminder of the desires that simmered beneath the surface.

Her fingers danced along the hem of her delicate lingerie, teasingly tracing the intricate lace patterns that adorned her curves. With a mischievous smile playing on her lips, Gloria slowly unclasped the delicate hooks of her lacy black lingerie and, with a slow, deliberate movement, slipped her lingerie straps off her shoulders, allowing the fabric to caress her skin before it fell to the floor in a graceful heap. It revealed the gentle curves of her breasts; her nipples stood erect, eagerly awaiting the touch of her fingertips.

or the same clingy style she wore. "The same kind you wear, sweetie," came grandma's voice from the kitchen. Cassidy, or as Mima usually knew her as, Cassie, gave up trying to figure the sweet woman. When she waltzed into the kitchen, her grandma was dressed in a sheer cotton dress that flowed from her shoulders. The dress looked more like one purchased in a high-end boutique rather than standard off-the-rack fare. It seemed to reveal every curve on the body it was draped on, including the red under pants with no bra. She really didn't need one. Her tits were firm and full. Cassie felt her crotch get a little wetter, and she turned beet red. She swallowed, hoping Mima hadn't noticed.

Grimacing, she grabbed her phone and stopped the music. "Sister-in-Law? You said you could prepare everything I need, but why is my nightgown like this?" Barbara scolded, half whispering. "Like what do you mean?" "Like transparent window curtains!" "You mean lingerie? I didn't order lingerie. I prepared a couple's pajamas for you." Kara sounded confused. Barbara's head snapped back. "Then who prepared this?" "Did Auntie comment on the nightgown, Mommy? Emily and I bought it. Is it beautiful?"

As soon as they entered a well known boutique, her Grandma approached a sales lady. "Excuse me, could you please get these two ladies here- she pointed at Lihua and Jingfei- their sizes on every clothes that is hung on each rack. And let them fit it." Jingfei's jaw drop. ‘’Grandma Nuwa actually asked the sales lady to get every dress that is displayed on these stores that would fit her and Lihua.’’ Jingfei thought as she looked at the elder in front of her.

It was like he was insinuating that we were already together. I quickly took out the gifts I bought, trying to conceal my embarrassment. I had bought clothes for everyone. Grandma Rose's gift was a fashionably modified dress with hand-embroidered details. I had to thank Atlas for this; he found a skilled folk artisan, but I personally selected the wine-red dress adorned with magnolia embroidery, which looked elegant and dignified. I also paired it with a shawl of the same color, exuding a sense of luxury.

She went to the make up counter with a list from the spa from earlier of supplies she would need to complete her daily routine. “La Perla has closed their Michigan Avenue store.” Brayden told her as if that was supposed to mean something to her. She just nodded as though she understood him. “So we will have to visit the lingerie section here.” “L-Lingerie?” Meredith gaped. “But you promised no sex.” “You still need to have proper clothes. I am not having my wife wearing granny panties.” “I only have one pair of granny panties and I think they’re cute.” She told him and he raised an eyebrow as if he didn’t believe her but said nothing more.