Lynn and Leif Forevermore Ch. 47

But he was sure his boys were planning a loud and bawdy affair for his own sending off, replete with drinking, gambling, stunts and cussing.

Hearing Lynne's timid little giggle inflamed him, and made him curious. What did they have his cute woman up to, what were they giving her to cover her tasty little body on their wedding night? Whatever they gave her, he hoped it was barely there, frilly and silky. She never had really worn any lingerie before their wedding. For one thing she was shy, and another, they started living together almost immediately so he started seeing her in her adorable panties and sweats straight away.

He had no problem getting it up for her constantly in her cute boy cut cotton standby panties and her sweat shirt tops, and baggy t-shirts with panties peaking underneath to tempt him, so he would probably nut before he even got his cock near her pussy when he saw her walking across the room towards him in skimpy lingerie. And he'd waited so hard, and so long to fuck her; part of him wondered if he'd have the patience to undo some of those frilly little gowns.

He'd probably just start tearing her damn clothes off and sniffing at her like a dog as soon as they were alone together. Now he knew she liked being sniffed after like a damn animal in heat, just like he loved to sniff her body, from the laundry room sex! He was glad she understood his need to just sniff at her like a rabid animal as he fucked her a few times. Knowing that she understood his primal need to scratch and sniff made him feel even closer to her.

And he needed a few times of animal sex to restore balance and sanity to his mind after craving her more than anything for six months. He probably would just tear apart and destroy the silky little nighties if she wore them the first few nights. He better warn her, to save those frilly little pieces for after he'd fucked her a few times. He could already see it in his minds eye frilly little lace, buttons and silk all over the floor, and Lynne's timid but horny little expression as she witnessed the shredded nightgown he'd torn off of her on the floor.

Still the male part of his curiosity couldn't contain himself. Whenever he saw cute panties and sleepwear now, he immediately envisioned the way Lynney would look in whatever it was he saw while they were browsing around in the mall. After he was her husband, he'd buy her some of the cute little nighty sets that made him salivate when she was in the store looking for her cotton and satin little boycut panties.

He was so fucking lovesick for that woman and her tasty little figure. He decided to make a firm effort to spy what she was receiving at her little bridal shower.

And, just to make the spying better, he grabbed his telescope from the basement. He hadn't used that telescope since he was younger to stare at the stars. Soon though, he found out how much more effective it was when used to spy on people, which is exactly what he was up to right now. The whole adventure since he'd met Lynne brought out the fun in him, and his boyish side, in ways that he'd long lost touch with, before he met her, even though he was only twenty-four.

He lay flat on his stomach, between the hedges between the house and the cottage and pointed the telescope in the direction of the sliding glass door, and the living room where his little woman, her girls, and his mother were laughing, singing and eating.

All the women were there, but he zeroed in on his cute, butter colored Lynne right away. He felt a bit guilty that he enjoyed his spying so much, but it was quickly cured when he saw how adorable she was, holding up this silk, sheer little white lacy gown with matching panties. She chuckled and grinned.

He couldn't hear what she was saying, but whatever it was, made everyone laugh. He zoomed in to see the cute lacy gown with matching panties. His dick tingled.

That was cute, but he hungered for something even more naughty. Next up, a black and pink little number. This one was much skimpier and it had cute little matching garters and even gloves if she wanted to wear them.

He saw Lynne gesturing wildly about the gloves. She surprised him by slipping them on.

He couldn't hear what she was doing but he assumed she was singing because all of the girls began to clap, and Janelle playfully smacked her ass. He saw more laughter.

Next, a pair of cute, provocative barely there panties in his favorite color, a deep, sky blue, the same color as his eyes, a cute little bra to match, and a sheer little piece of a nighty that didn't even need to be there at all. And they gave her the matching slippers. Fucking sexy and adorable!

He was so hot for his little woman, he already pictured himself sucking her little toes and tickling her feet with the feathers while she giggled, wasting no time sucking her pussy and then turning her over onto her back and making her wrap her legs around his shoulders, so she could take her husband's cock deep and hard like a good wifey should!

His cock got so stiff he groaned feeling it press up against the grass through his black cotton sweatpants. The only reason he didn't drag his pelvis back and forth against the grass for relief was because, even though he was shaded by the bushes, someone could still see him laying in the field between the cottage and the house. He'd die of embarrassment if someone caught him humping the grass, spying on Lynne and envisioning her in those little nighties.

He was glad he hadn't started playing with his cock a little bit by rutting in the grass! Being away from her in the evenings now made it so hard, and he couldn't wait until two evenings from now, to be reunited with his sweetie. He never thought he'd miss her that much, it was killing him, emotionally and sexually!

Still, even though the hot blooded little creature had already given in and played with herself twice, and confessed to him via guilty text messages, and he'd pleasured her orally at their little picnic in the woods to calm her down, he refused to give into his own temptations. The roughish part of him wanted to beat himself to the image she'd sent him with her hand in her panties, stimulating her lips and clit, but he didn't want to waste his seed!

No, despite the urge to be naughty he stood firm. The next time he ejaculated would be deep, deep inside her innards, consumed in the warmth and pleasure of her perfect flesh. But he was glad he hadn't even humped the grass a little bit, because two feet in dirty converse obstructed his vision.

"What the hell are you doing, you weirdo?" asked Matthew.

Ordinarily Leif would have a quick, and witty reply to get Matthew off his case. But this time, Leif was truly being a total perverted weirdo, spying on the fun of his wifey to be's bridal shower, and enjoying the hell out of seeing her panties and undergarments sneakily before he was supposed to, and imagining what he was going to be doing to her in those damn outfits.

"Up yours! Scram Bro! It's not time to leave for another few hours, that's what you said earlier. Can't wait to chill with you all one last time as a single Bro," said Leif.

"I'm not scramming, what's going on with you and the telescope," said Matthew.

Without another word, Matthew looked in the direction of the house, trying his best to peer through the blinds.

"They're having a party in there right? Lynne's bridal shower," said Matthew taking a swig of beer.

"Hell yeah. And they are giving her all kinds of hot, barely there silky little things I'm just gonna tear off of her and throw in the floor," said Leif grinning.

"Yeah, they should make that shit snap on. Nothing more frustrating than trying to peel a babe with a hot bod out of that shit, I know you know that already," said Matthew.

"Nah, I don't know. She's so cute and shy. She never really wears that kind of shit, but she will now. She's excited to be getting some frilly stuff to wear for bed. So it's a treat to her. And what a treat it will be to me too. But man, I don't care, whatever she wears, to bed, even her old sweatpants, she's beautiful," said Leif dreamily.

"God you've got it so bad," said Matthew laying beside Leif in the grass.

"Hey, who said I wanted you seeing what my woman is getting from her friends at this party, I don't want you looking at my woman thinking thoughts," said Leif with playful jealously.

"I'm just killing time bro, and besides, we wanna see if their party ends up being as fun as what the guys and I have planned for you. I look at Lynne like a sister. A very pretty exotic sister, but like a little sister nonetheless. I'm harmless," joked Matthew.

"See a very pretty little sister is exactly why I'm gonna be trying to find your own ass a woman to settle down with. I might let you share the telescope but only after I see what's going on first," said Leif playfully.

"Oh this one's from my own mom," said Leif watching as Lynne pulled a tiny black little scrap of something only a little thicker than dental floss.

"Holy shit, the sexiest fucking thing came from my own mom. It's barely there in the front, it's like a tuxedo looking thong or something," said Leif.

He worked hard to zoom the telescope in harder so he could see the details while Matthew howled in laughter.

"You are a horny, fucking, pervert. You do know in like two days you'll be able to see all that shit in the flesh instead of spying on it through at telescope, you'd think you could wait," said Matthew.

"That's because you aren't bored, anxious, can't wait to get married, don't have a sexy woman like Lynne who's so shy, you've only ever seen her around the house in a cute bra and panty set. If you wanted a woman the way I want her, you'd understand why it's fun to spy on her cute little nighties," murmured Leif.

The ensemble finished itself in tiny tassels of some type just barely covering her nipples, and it was designed to be all sheer and see through around her yummy areolas. And unlike the other nighties, this one did not have any sheer over wrap, robe, or anything to cover it up. Just dental floss panties, sheer bra with tiny tassels and acres and acres of Lynne's sweet sexy skin waiting to be sucked and kissed, and fucked!

"Man, those are totally slutty and hot little panties and bra my mom gave Lynney. I'm not going to let you see this in the telescope. Man I can't wait to see her in this shit, it's burning up my retinas through the telescope!" said Leif.

"You are no fun. Just remember you'll be my best man one day," said Matthew.

"I never thought I'd hear you say those words about needing a Best Man. There's hope for you yet. My mom is cool. Never thought she'd give Lynney the most provocative sleepwear. Now, granted I'm going to have to put it out of my mind when she puts it on, that my own mother gave her such a nasty little outfit, but it's nice that she cares about Lynne like that, and she's not all uptight, and Lynne can trust her, unlike her own mother. Lynne's parents were so damn hard on her. She couldn't talk about any normal shit like we could growing up. I'm glad she's close to my mom like that, so she see's what normal families are like. But still, that shit is wild, I never thought my mom would give Lynney something so hot, cute and filthy!" said Leif.

"I'm not surprised that she gave Lynney something a little nasty. Your mom's a smart woman. Linda wants some damn grand babies, that's why she's giving her daughter in law a slutty little nighty. She wants you to put in good work on the honeymoon and get started on the little Lynne's and Leifs," said Matthew with a chuckle, poking Leif in the ribs.

And the light bulb went off in Leif's head as he laughed and laughed. So mom wasn't as cool as he thought, but like Granny LaReaux had designs on the sweet grandbabies to come. But, when it was right, it was right, and he'd loved Lynne from the second he lay eyes on her. After they enjoyed each other and got financially secure he'd be glad to use that nasty little nighty as his inspiration to fill her belly with his seeds. The thought of being a daddy to her babies simply made him utter a masculine chuckle with sheer wonder and joy at the future.

Next up, came another gift that Leif was spying through the telescope, but when Lynne held it up, it looked rather odd to him. A bigger, floppier pair of panties.

They had a little bow across the front, and there was a thong around the back when she turned it over. Next, she pulled up something else, tuxedo cuffs, and a tuxedo collar, and that's when Leif realized it was something he was supposed to wear!

"Shit, there's not supposed to be shit for me to wear!" said Leif and at that moment, Matthew snatched the telescope.

"Chip and Dale Peterson. Oh hell yeah Lynne should make you wear that shit, she has plenty of gowns you expect her to wear. I hope she posts a pic and puts it up on Facebook, beef cake," teased Matthew.

Leif snatched the telescope away, calling his friend a loser playfully.

Next, Leif saw Lynne get up from the chair and run across the room and kiss her granny on the cheek.

"Granny is a freak! That chip and dale costume came from her!" said Leif.

He and Matthew guffawed with laughter on the grass.

"Man, if only I were a little bit younger, I'd make a pass at Granny LaReaux. She still looks good for her age. And that Chip and Dale costume proves that...granny might still be up to some shit," teased Matthew.

"I'll ask Lynne if she's available, for a May, December romance," said Leif playfully.

"That's Granny LaReaux insurance for grandbabies, just like your Mother Bro," laughed Matthew.

The nightgowns had been given, his mother left the room, and the games began. He watched a few of the games. Some were cute, and consisted of partners trying to wrap each other with toilet paper. Leif assumed they were trying to make some type of toga at first, then he figured it must be wedding gowns.

They all acted like polite little ladies, and Lynne ever the competitive game player was a good sport when it looked like she lost, just based on the cheering and clapping he saw her give towards Janelle.

But soon, after the polite games concluded, the slutty games began.

Although he'd been sharing the telescope with Matthew, he turned it away now.

"Hey, I was looking at that," said Mathew.

"No, you're not gonna see my little woman like this. I don't want another man to see her this way. You're crowding my space bro. I'll be ready in about an hour," said Leif.

They had Lynne playfully doing things to a cucumber.

Once he heard Matt's footsteps leaving on the grass, he could finally concentrate on what he'd wanted to see, Lynne acting nasty and playful with these naughty bachelorette party games when she didn't know he was watching.

He saw Lynne caressing a cucumber playfully and his cock ached. He could tell she was pretending to give the cucumber a hand job, and she was being a good, naughty, fun little sport about it, quirky and sexual, just as Lynne was in the boudoir with him.

Her friends clapped, chanted, and cheered. Next, Leif got a raging boner watching Lynne playfully deep throat the cucumber. She got it in her mouth pretty deep from what he could see, and he saw Janelle waving her arms frantically.

Probably teasing her for being slutty with Leif, and that was why she could suck the cucumber so good.

It was hot, and sexy as hell to see her wild and playful and uninhibited with her friends, like the sensual little goddess she was on stage. Playing and performing for a crowd was something that she was comfortable with, and secure doing, but while she was acting for her girlfriends, he knew she was a teasing little temptress that loved to play, and the stage Lynne and the Lynne that he saw in the privacy of their loving home were coalescing now like never before.

He saw Lynne prop one foot up on the couch and playfully thrust the cucumber towards her pussy through her jeans. It must have been part of the game. Finally, the humor of the situation must have gotten to Lynne because she collapsed on the couch giggling while Janelle started some similar antics with a carrot.

He had no interest in seeing any of the other women being sexual with the vegetables in a playful manner. His heart was so devoted to Lynne, she was the only one he wanted to see being sexual even in jest.

He looked away from the telescope for a long while, five minutes, and spent some time looking at a plane that was flying through the sky, like he would have, when laying on his stomach as a small Leif when he was five or ten years old.

When he brought the telescope back into view, he felt a warm rush again seeing his little Lynney.

It must have been a slutty dance challenge, and someone playfully brought out a fake stripper pole.

He was surprised to see Lynne squat and gyrate her hips like a professional dancer, before squatting, bringing her ass all the way down to the floor and popping back upright.

She did it several more times.

Little minx! He wanted to run across the field, burst open the sliding glass door and demand that she stop wasting those sexy little dances on girlfriends who couldn't really appreciate them, and do that shit for her man, wearing one of her new little nighties.

He was surprised that shy little Lynne knew how to do what was colloquially known as a booty pop so well, but he knew that although shy and sheltered, Lynne had an active imagination, and loved music videos in secret when she was growing up, and no doubt she'd copied this booty popping move she learned so well from seeing women do it in rap videos.

She even looked innocent twerking her little hips all around, like she'd learned to copy the moves, but they had a sweetness to them, they weren't quite as salty as what he saw the women do in music videos. He was so damn smitten with his Lynne.

His eyes weren't on any of the friends doing their slutty dances, only little Lynney as she jostled her hips like she was rutting and doing a fertility dance, all while being cheered on by her girlfriends.

So much for a mannerly and orderly bachelorette party! He enjoyed seeing Lynne lose herself in her fun and act a little wild, naughty, and animalistic.

He couldn't wait to unleash this part of his young wife, further, and enjoy the fruits of her enthusiastic thrusting over his cock.

Leif was getting aroused seeing how well she knew how to slide and bounce those little thighs around and those gyrating hips looked like they needed a good fucking to cool them off until she felt antsy and wanted to dance slutty for him again.

And yet, she was so shy, he wondered how long it would take before he saw her playful little booty pops. Would he ever see them at all? It seemed like such a waste to show all these steps to her giggling girlfriends. Leif was inflamed for his Lynney! He had to stop watching the slutty little bachelorette party games his baby was playing or he felt like he'd need to take his cock out and masturbate on the grass.

His cock throbbed into the grass and he was seconds away from pulling out his dick and thrusting against the cool grass for relief. Spying on her acting so sexy and playful in the spirit of fun and games with her girls, when she was completely unaware was so erotic, and it had been so long, almost a week since he'd delighted in her tight pussy or her moist pouty lips around his cock. He was so horny it was affecting his mind and ability to reason. When his cock dribbled so much precum it started to ruin the front of his sweatpants, he knew he had to look away. He already was worried about making it across the grass with the huge wet spot on the front of his sweatpants, and whether he'd run into Matthew, or his father, or someone else would see him ruining his sweat shorts like a fucking teenager, peeking at his little wifey's lingerie party like a Peeping Tom. He sat up out of the grass, and folded up the telescope, going back to the cottage.