After about 5 minutes of this extacy, the doorbell rang. She slid off and told me not to move. She went into the hallway naked and answered the door. ... heard her go "Shhh" and she came back in the room alone. She got back down and slid back onto me. As we resumed our position, she told me to close my eyes and just kiss her like we were two high school k**s. So I followed directions. I was so caught up in the moment, I never heard "them" come in the room. I take it her eyes were open and she. When I was 14, I got my first girlfriend. I loved getting in her pants so that I could rub those silky panties. The first time we had sex she was wearing a dress slip and pantyhose. Pulling off her pantyhose was the most erotic thing I had ever done. I was a little rough pulling them off that I had put a run in them, and she did not want them anymore, so I kept them. I remember one time we were hot and heavy and mostly naked, and she said to me, “are you ever going to take off my panties?” For. ?Got something,? he announced cheerfully, dumping the contents of a bag ather feet. She stared at the cheap, gaudily covered rags. The clothes turned out to be a short, tight sequinned dress, half the sequinsfallen away, undersized, with a rip in the side. It was strapless, and it keptslipping down, exposing her nipples. But pulling it up exposed her ass. Therewere a pair of dirty white stockings that went with it. She looked like a verycheap hooker. They stayed with her, making sure she. My mind spins. Check out? Packing up? Banish the thoughts. "I thought we could live here happily ever after, Jenny," I whine."Sorry, Monique, every fairy tale must come to an end sometime," you say with regret. You offer me a cup of freshly brewed coffee. "Cream or sugar?" you ask."Cream, and lots of it," I respond and wink. I take the cup and sip slowly. "Mmm, that hits the spot!" I say and you take a seat on the bed beside me.I hesitate. A thought comes to my mind that I have been wrestling.