She leaned into me to whisper, “I have a big surprise for you. You can see it after I shave it for you. C’mon, I’ve waited much too long for t...is.”Sheila led me to my own bed, pulling the blanket almost completely onto the floor. I was delighted that she was taking such an active role. I’d hate to have to convince or trick her to couple with me. Once at the bed she turned me around and pushed me back with a giggle then climbed over me. She began with a light kiss to the head of my. The phone rang, and when he answered it, he expected the police to be calling, or the insurance company, or even the contractor finishing the repairs on their home. His heart leapt when he heard her soft, sweet voice. Despite his elation, she sounded exhausted.“Tell me where you are. I’ll come get you!” His voice replied, excitedly. He was suffering from an entire avalanche of emotional turmoil. Defeat, humiliation, anger, rejection, fear, loneliness, frustration all took turns playing in his. " With that she reached up with her other hand and began to tease and tickle my smooth swollen sack with her impeccably manicured fingernails. There I stood, holding her orange and blue panties up under my nose inhaling deeply of their rich aroma with one hand and stroking furiously on my turgid member with the other as she palmed the gusset of her yellow panties in one hand and teased my balls with the other. A large dollop of precum escaped from the head of my cock and strung down to connect. I took the pics to my room and photocopied them. I took the pictures back to her room and put them back in the book, carefully placed it back where I found it I grabbed a pair of frilly red underwear and then left the room checking it had been as it was when I came in. I stashed the photocopies of the pics and the underwear in my bedside table (easy reach for later on) The next day once again I was home alone so I took the pictures out and went downstairs I was stoking my cock as I was looking.