Bella's Panty Predicament

By: qjmom

Prompts: Panties (of course), Christmas, tease

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A/N: I know how much our dear Nina loves the word "panties" so I wrote this little piece just for her on her birthday…How much do you love me Nina!! HAHAHA!!

I mean come on first I give you Emmett/Carlisle DILF slushiness and now an entire story about panties!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NINA!!! LOVE YOU!!

"Bella," Edward poked his head into our room, "Mom and I are going to run out and finish up our Christmas shopping."

"Okay," I answered as I headed towards him, a laundry basket tucked under my arm. "What about your dad?"

"He's in the guest room reading. He'll probably fall asleep, knowing him. So you'll have the whole place to yourself." Leaning down, he captured my lips with his. I reveled in his soft, perfect kisses until Esme called from the front door, and dragged my soon-to-be husband away from me.

"Hey!" I called after him. "Can you pick up some Chinese for dinner? Tomorrow is going to be crazy enough, I don't want to have to cook too."

"Sure thing, babe." The door closed behind him, and I took a deep breath and relaxed slightly. Even though I wasn't totally alone, I could have some quiet time and just sit and fold laundry in front of the TV while Carlisle napped.

Tomorrow was Christmas Eve, and both of our families were coming to our new house for dinner and to open gifts. That's the hard thing about merging your life with someone else's…we all have certain traditions that we grew up with and are unwilling to give those up. For me, it is a big Christmas Eve celebration.

Edward and I were getting married on New Year' Eve, so all of the family on both sides had come to town early so we could spend the holidays together. My parents were bunking with my brother, Emmett and his wife Rose…oh yeah and their three kids. They were happy to play "Gampa and Gamma" for a week. We had Edward's parents staying with us.

Don't get me wrong, I love my almost in-laws. But, having them stay at our house, is a little awkward. Poor Edward hadn't gotten anywhere near me or my fun parts since his parents arrived three days ago. Really, the thought of Carlisle and Esme hearing any part of our love making gave me the willies.

I headed to the laundry room with my last load of the day. My bridal shower had been two days earlier, and I had a whole basket full of "delicates" that needed to be done before we left on our three week honeymoon in Italy.

The load in the dryer was tossed on the couch in the den, and I did the laundry shuffle with the one in the washer and the one in the basket, before going back to the fresh from the dryer load. I found Elf on one of the cable stations, and settled in with my clean laundry and Will Farrell for a nice relaxing afternoon. I was surprised by how tired I was as a huge yawn escaped.

Eventually, I had the final load of laundry piled in the middle of the coffee table ready for me to tackle. That's when Carlisle came sauntering into the room.

Now, there is one trait that the Cullen men have…they are drop dead gorgeous, and this fifty-something man was absolutely no exception. While Edward's brother, Jasper inherited Carlisle's blond hair and blue eyes, Edward sported the same sculpted jaw line and very kissable mouth. Holy Fuck! Did I just think that my future father-in-law was kissable?

"What are you up to, Bella?" Carlisle asked, looking at the pile of garments on the table. A slow smile spread across his lips. What the hell? I followed his line of sight…SHIT!

Sitting there was a pile of panties of all varieties and colors.

"Ummmmm…laundry?" I squeaked out. I didn't mean for it to sound like a question, but that's exactly how it came out.

"So I see." He sat in the big leather arm chair, that little smirk that I recognized as the same one Edward had right before he tried to molest me in some way. Not that I minded when Edward did it, but Carlisle? Well, my body certainly wasn't distinguishing between Edward and his father as I felt that all too familiar tingle spread from my stomach down to those recently neglected fun parts.

"Yeah, let me just…" I stammered.

"No, don't let me bother you. You can finish folding your panties, Bella. Really, I don't mind at all." And my body really needed a lesson in ethics, because hearing Carlisle talk about my panties had me in need of changing the current ones I was wearing.

"Uhh, okay." I pulled a pair of pink lace panties from the pile and immediately felt my face warm under my blush as I tried to be as discreet as possible while I folded them. Of course as I reached for the next pair of panties, several more of the colorful panties spilled onto the floor, some landing at Carlisle's feet.

Seriously, next to my in-laws hearing me have sex…having my father in- law see my panties spread far and wide is about the most embarrassing thing that I could think of.

"Bella, you don't have to be so shy. In fact," he paused, that sexy Cullen smirk sliding fully onto his gorgeous face, "I wouldn't mind you showing me your panties. I'm thinking I need to get something for Esme and I'm kind of not great at that kind of thing."

I am going to hell. All I can think about is that my soon-to-be-father-in-law just said that he wanted me to show him my panties and I was ready to drop my pants right then.

"Oh, well…" I didn't even know how to reply to that. "These were from Alice." I held up black lace panties with a matching corset. The corset had lace insets over where my boobs would go, and it was obvious that nothing would be covered by it, the panties provided much the same visual…and I use the word "panties" very loosely considering they were barely two scraps of material held together with what appeared to be dental floss.

"That's nice, but not really Esme." He stood from the chair to get a better look at the panty mound on the table. "Show me some more of those panties, Bella."

Okay, now I know he wasn't just talking about the panties I had thrown all over my den…and God help me, I really wanted to help the man out. Of their own volition, my eyes drifted south and I noticed the considerable bulge that had formed under the khaki of Carlisle's slacks. WOW!! Like father, like son never had so much meaning as in that moment.

Bending down, Carlisle hooked a finger in a pair of midnight blue satin panties.

"Now, these I like." I couldn't pull my eyes from his lips, and didn't notice that he must have taken another step towards me, because when I came back to the reality of what was going on around me, I looked up into those blue eyes.

FUCK ME! Was I really going to do this? Was I going to let my fiancé's father fuck me the week before my wedding?

"Bella? What kind of panties are you wearing right now?" Carlisle hooked a finger into the waistband of my yoga pants and pulled them away from my body. Peering down he said, "Simple. White. Cotton. Fucking sexy."

"Carlisle…" My mouth was dry. I didn't know what to do or say. Then his hand moved under my waistband, and I felt his fingers slide under my panties…

"Dad! What are you doing?"

I sat straight up and my eyes flew open. Standing there with a pair of my white cotton panties in his hand was Carlisle. There was a huge smile on his face as he looked down at me. In the doorway behind him were Esme and Edward.

In that moment I knew that I must have been talking in my sleep, and Carlisle had been standing there long enough to know that I was dreaming about him…and it wasn't in a fatherly way.

I watched as he quickly stuffed my panties in his pocket, winked at me, then turned to his wife and son.

"Nothing. I just came out and found Bella asleep and covered in panties. I was about to wake her up," Carlisle explained easily.

All I could think about was the fact that he had a pair of my panties in his pocket, and wonder what on earth he was doing to them…

A/N2: In case you didn't catch that…there are 26 PANTIES in this little ditty…just for you baby!! And to make it special…panties, panties, panties, panties, panties, panties, panties…and panties makes thirty-three for your birthday!!