" "Here sweetheart," Carol said. "Let me massage it for you." As usual, Marcia was wearing a short skirt and a pair of tan pantyhose. Carol knelt down...in front of Marcia and took her leg into her hands. She slid off Marcia's shoe and told her to straighten her foot out. Carol was not prepared for the effect that Marcia's nylon covered calf would have on her. Nor did she expect the thrill that ran through her body as she stared at Marcia's pantyhose covered toes. Carol began to slowly massage. Almost immediately the reply came back, come over home alone x. she checked herself in the mirror feeling the wetness between her legs already the anticipation.Knocking on his door, she could hear her heart in her chest, she knew at any moment they could be caught by his wife, his k**s or friends but she couldn't help it she wanted him. He opened the door grinning widely, he pecked her cheek as she entered, following him into the kitchen nice to see you he said, seems ages she hoovered near. Muze waha bhi kafi thand lag rahi thi,to aashish ne apni shirt nikal k muze pehnai. But wo shirt bhi gili thi. Wo kuch or mil sakta he kya thand kam krne k liye wo dekne bahar gaya lekin kuch nhi mila.Fir wo wapas aaya or mere pas beth gaya, wo kafi tense tha meri halat dekh k. Usko mere bare itni fikar dekh k me use gale lg gaye. Usne muze thoda samay care kiya or alag hua.Mene use kaha aise hi gale laga k rakho thand kam lag rahi he. To usne muze baho me le liya or hum wese hi 10 15 min khade. "I said, "Fine. See you at seven."It was close to seven so there I was, jogging down the street in over-alls and work boots. It was ninety degrees out, yet there I was jogging to Tina's apartment.I got there right on time. I was sweaty from head to toe and I smelled like I had worked outside all day.I knocked on the door. Tina opened the door and smiled at me.Once I was in, she said,"You look like a farmer, coming in from a hard day's work."I laughed and agreed with her. I noticed she had her.