It must be the naughty aspect of the colour, it being the opposite to virginal white, that gets you all excited." She began to unbutton her blouse and...I waited for her to ask me to leave and, when she didn't, I remained and watched her remove it. When she began unsnapping the clasp of her bra I was sure that, now, she would definitely make me go but, once again, she said nothing, just slipped out of it, baring her breasts to my eager view. She cupped a breast in each hand and rubbed and. Faded, off-white, trailing threads of elastic… careless, bad at laundry. That kind of semi-thong that shows off a lot of ass that’s so popular these days… I took a long, slow sip of wine. These were not the panties of a grown woman. No. These panties belonged to a college student.It was at that moment that the front door opened and Alan walked in with an armload of groceries. When he saw me sitting at the table, he froze, and when his eyes lowered to the pair of panties on the table in front of. But she knew that what ever Bounty pulled out of that kinky brain was going to be good. Their hotel room was close to one of her favorite clubs the KINKED KNOT. Of the three she knew of this was a no holds barred kink fest. Being a private club, you could only get in by paying the $200 membership fee and only after you were invited by another member. On the 1st floor was the main bar and dance floor. As well as a fully equipped BDSM play room. The dance floor had two small stages with stripper. ” I told her as we drove. “Do women have any idea how cute that look is?”She laughed. “It's so comfy and warm. And I love these boots.”“It's sexy.” I said, craning my neck to admire her. “I've been dying to see those legs again.”“Just my legs?” she asked. I could feel an air of uncertainty. Of doubt. Bravado had carried us both this far but I felt the need to cement what this was all about. “Dying to see everything.” I said.“Yeah sure. Now that you have my panties what do you need me for hmm?”.