Her hand is rubbing me over my trousers, and I have a hand that just must go up her skirt. Her panties are very moist, and thin enough that I can easi...y feel the contours of her pussy lips through them. We continue our sex play for a long time until she pulls back and says, ‘Oh, Michael I love being with you, but I have an early class tomorrow and need to put some final touches on an assignment … you know those prickly engineers! Honey, I want to see you again, is there a possibility of that?’. I breathed a heavy sigh of relief, maybe she was at long last over him and that could only help us in rebuilding our own relationship. The next Saturday, Becky had gone out with a friend taking Olivia with her and I was distracted with a long list of things I had been meaning to do around the house. Not to mention that I had wanted to get some quiet programming time in later. I got a few of my chores quickly done and had decided that it was time to take a short break when I realized that I had. With her cute little rump of a backside pointing up at me through her untied housecoat displaying her pink lace panties I am reminded of the first time we met.Senoir year in high school, off on one of many university tours as I was the first athletic full ride scholarship in my family so I wanted to play the field. I walk into a coffee shop across from campus and as soon as I walk in the door my view is greeted by this amazing set of legs that went all the way up and made a perfect ass of. I started looking up different hair styles on Google while the girly showplayed in the background. I wasn't completely paying attention to it, butfound I was enjoying it whenever I looked up for a moment or two. The onegirl had some colored streaks in her hair. I thought I might like to trysome color myself, and added that to my search. On top of that, I foundmyself going back to Pinterest to check out that outfit I'd seen thismorning. It was time to do some shopping, and I was oddly.