I was round at my sister's yesterday and she had been clearing out old clothes since she has put on weight. I saw a patch of red satin in a bag of clothes and desperately wanted to have it. I know my sister apparently doesn't like to wear nighties so I thought it might have been a blouse given that she has worn a couple of satin ones in the past. I asked her if she wanted me to take the bags away with me and drop them off at the charity shop one the way home, fully expecting her to say not to bother, so I was ecstatic when she said yes. Well before those bags made it to the charity shop I had a good rummage in them and found not one, but three pairs of satin pyjamas
. Two pairs (red and purple) from BHS and a brown pair from Indigo Sky.
They're so soft and silky and still smell faintly of her perfume. I honestly can't believe how lucky I am. I've often fantasised about my sister wearing red satin pyjamas, but she never wore satin when she lived with our parents. I don't think I've been this excited about a satin item for years. I've slipped into the red pair to have a nice wank before bed.
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