Tale of the gloves

[kcmandava]

A young man wanted to purchase a gift for his sweetheart's birthday. As they had not been dating very long, he decided, after careful consideration, that a pair of gloves would strike just the right note: romantic but not too personal.
Accompanied by his sweetheart's younger sister, he went to a prominent department store and bought a pair of beautiful white gloves with a very thin lining of fur right to the wrist. At the same time noting that a sale was in progress, the sister purchased a pair of frilled lace panties for herself. When the clerk closed the sale and wrapped the packages, the two items were somehow mixed up. The young man, unaware that the items had been switched, had the package delivered to his sweetheart, along with the following note:


I choose these because I noticed that you are not in the habit of wearing any when we go out in the evening. They will add a degree of warmth and protection from the harsh winds. If it had not been for your sister, I would have chosen the long ones with buttons, but she tells me that the short ones are easier to remove.

These are a delicate shade. The saleslady from whom I bought them showed me the pair of bright red ones that she had been wearing for the past three weeks and they were hardly soiled at all! I had her try these on for me and she looked really smart.

I wish I was there to put them on for you the first time. Since I can't be there, I guess many hands will come in contact with them before I have a chance to see you again.

When you take them off, I understand that it is a good idea to blow in them before putting them away as they will naturally be a little damp from wearing.

I look forward to kissing them many, many times in the coming year. I hope that you will wear them for me on Friday night.

All my love,

P.S. The latest style is to wear them folded down a bit with a little fur showing.