With her other hand she touches my penis through my satin panties. I wasalready hard before her hand touches me. "I see my sissy likes this". She say... "all you have to do is stand there and not come in your sissypanties. I'll give you two minutes to prove you're a man". With that shestarts stroking my penis through my panties. She whispers in my ear "Lookin the mirror, sissy. Do men shave their bodies and wear silky pantiesand a bra? Do they get excited by wearing pretty clothes?" I'm. I felt so comfortable, relaxed, and natural. When Bob returned, he went to the refrigerator getting some fruit and cheese. I thought to myself, how romantic. We sat and talked for thirty minutes as I finished the bottle of wine he opened on my arrival. He leaned over and kissed my cheek. I smiled as I stood up and walked to get my bag. “I won’t be long,” I assured him. “Which way to the bathroom?” Bob took my hand and led me to the bathroom. He pointed to his bedroom door, “That’s my bedroom. That didn’t give me the look I was after either as 3 pairs of sheer energy would give you this swirl look that I didn’t like. I wanted opaque tights but I liked the shine of sheer energy as well as the cling. So I discovered that 2 pairs of all nylon nononsense sheer to waist under the sheer energies was the perfect look. I still do this today.So I would put on pantyhose any time I was home alone. Even if only for ½ hour or so. My parents were gone a lot, so I used to masturbate like 2-3. "But that was when things got really strange," she went on. "I had this dream that you and I were making amazing love. I'd never known anything like it; the feelings were far stronger than they'd ever been with a real boy, and in the end the climax was just shattering and I found myself awake in bed, covered in sweat and with this wonderful uplifted feeling. I just lay there for ages, savouring it and thinking how glad I was that Gabby was at Manlio's because I was sure I must have called out.