Author's Note

I know, I know, it’s very short,
But fear not, the next chapter is well on its way... (like later this week...)
(thought I’d give you a taste...)

I Saw Her Standing There

“Well she was just seventeen
And you know what I mean
And the way she looked
Was way beyond compare
So, how could I dance with another
When I saw her standing there.”

I Saw Her Standing There.

-Lennon and McCartney

“Okay, now everypony get your nightclothes on and we’ll meet downstairs for dessert,” Applejack called out.

The ponies split-up into their rooms and pulled the doors closed behind them. After a short time Applebloom’s door opened and Pinkie stepped out in her bunny pajamas. Prints of various cakes and candie’s covered the fabric. Her tail poked out from the flap in the back. Fluttershy emerged from the room next in a long nightshirt with prints of butterflies all over it. They both went straight downstairs to the kitchen to start dessert preparations.

Next, Applejack's bedroom door opened and Dash stepped out in her flannel Wonderbolt outfit. It was a bit frayed around the edges, she wore it almost every night. She was followed by Rarity in white silken pajamas with red piping and a cursive “R” in the middle of three sapphires on her flank.. The two walked down to the kitchen.

“Looking good their Rares! I like the shine…”

“Why thank you Rainbow Dash. I can’t wait to see you in a REAL Wonderbolts uniform!”

“Yeah, well, from your mouth to Spitfire’s ear. Who’s here in the kit- yep, it’s Pinkie. So how do the pies look?”

“Round, silly! Well two are round, one is only half round - Big Mac, Spike and Apple Bloom ate the other half.” Pinkie said, protractor in hand, carefully measuring what was left of the partially eaten pie.

“Goodness, those pies smell heavenly! Applejack certainly knows how to bake.” Fluttershy inhaled deeply through her nose.

“Applejack is my go-to chef. Mrs. Cake says the same thing, when she runs into trouble, she sneaks over here to get help with her pastries. But tonight, we have very important decisions to make - there are three different ice cream flavors to choose from.“

Rarity opened the freezer and looked inside. “Well personally I’m going with Pinkie Pie. She tells me she is not in a particularly sweet mode tonight, and therefore I can expect something balanced.”

Twilight opened her saddle bag and removed a number of items, her comb and brush and other small things, placing them carefully on one side of Big mac’s dresser. She then removed the shiny box from The Carousel Boutique. She placed it on the bed and smiled as she opened it, her cheeks blushing. As she lifted it out with her magic, the smile began to fade.

Oh nooooo! This is that other outfit!! The see-through one!! I know there’s nothing to really see, but it’s the idea behind it!! It’s so, well, suggestive!

Twilight went to the mirror and held it in front of her. She stood up on her hind legs to look at it. Hmmm, may...beee….Twilight put her fore legs up and lowered the sheer negligee over her head. She took the incredibly short, utterly see through panties and pulled her tail through the hole.

What is the the point of these?!" She turned and looked at her body and how the shimmering see through fabric highlighted her hips, flank and rump. "I mean... " then she saw her cutie mark through the sheer silk as though it were something to be kept private, but now could be seen...

Woahhhhhh... she gulped. She turned, faced the mirror and sat down. She looked between her legs and flexed the muscles around her pubic cleft, watching it open and seeing herself through the fabric. A wave of desire passed through her and she saw it suddenly contract on its own. She felt a tiny bit of perspiration break out across her body.

I hope Applejack likes it as much as I do. It sure isn’t me though… I’m not sure even Rarity could wear this, it’s so provocative.

She stepped back then strolled past the mirror, glancing as she passed, and stopping.

“Well hel-lo there... and what’s your name little Pony?”
“Who me? Oh well it’s Twilight.”
“Twilight, my what a pretty name for such a sexy pony...”

Twilight giggled at the imagined conversation.

She sat on the floor and watched it drape around her. She looked at herself in the mirror. It was even sexy while she was sitting down.

There must be a way I can wear this without it making me look so...well… As Twilight moved around, every position seemed more alluring than the last.

There was a soft rapping at the door. “Twilight? You ready? The rest of the girls are already downstairs. If you want some pie, I’d get your little rump down there before Pinkie eats it all…”

“Hi AJ, Just about. Let me run a quick comb through my mane and I’ll be right with you.”

“Okay, see you there.”

As Twilight pulled the brush through she began to smile. She hadn’t ever thought of herself as being particularly attractive, at least not in the sexual sense, but seeing herself in the mirror, she had to admit, she wasn’t all that bad.

“Applejack! Isn’t that nightshirt darling! I love all the little prints of pine cones and the spray’s of white pine needles. Very woodsy and lovely. So fitting.”

“Thank you Rarity, it was my Momma, I mean my Mom’s. I’ve always been partial to it.”

“I can certainly see why. So where is Twilight? Is she coming down?”

“eYup. She said she’d be here is a minute. Glad to see y’all have your pie and ice cream.”

“We have one for you right here,” Pinkie said, offering her the plate, “apple pie and we chose the apple cinnamon ice cream to go with it.”

“You know my tastes Ms. Pie,”

“Awww, just a lucky guess.”

Both ponies laughed as they followed the others into the living room. They sat down on the thick rug and slowly enjoyed their dessert.

“So where is slowepoke Sparkle? She always gives me grief for being late.? Raibow said, wiping her chin with the back of her foreleg.

Just then Twilight turned the corner and began to walk down the stairs into the living room. She paused halfway down on the small landing.

Rarity’s looked up at her and froze. Her fork and plate crashed to the floor as she stared, gaping and wide-eyed at the sight.

“Whoooahhh” Dash said, her foreleg stopped midway across her chin

“Oh MY!” Fluttershy exclaimed.

“Sweeeet…” Pinkie said with a smile.

Applejack’s fork stopped halfway to her mouth, which, for the moment, seemed frozen open.

Twilight looked at her, then softly bit her lower lip and blushed. With a voice as breathy and knowingly innocent she asked, “How’s the pie...?”