She cupped my cheek with her hand. It was such a good fit. I nestled back against it, enjoying her touch. Her skin was hot and sticky, but I loved how...it clung to mine.“Pick my things up and follow me”, she said, slowly releasing me from her embrace.She had given me another opportunity to serve her, and only then I remembered I could say no. Everything that had happened today had been entirely up to me, though refusing hadn’t really come to mind. That was my fault. Her hug hadn’t made me any. She looked at them for awhile then put them back and she walked round to the tights. She put acouple of boxes of tights into the trolley and I noticed she had also put in some stockings. We then went off to pay and went back to the car and began to drive home. 'I hope I didn't embarrass you by looking at knickers' granny caroline asked'not at all,all women wear knickers' I laughed'ohhh your such a lovely boy' replied caroline.When we got back home, I helped her with her shopping into her house. You’re way too cute. I’m sure there will be a second date …”She let her eyes linger with mine a few seconds more before she made her way into the restaurant. Like a dog in heat, I followed her immediately. I was finally able to get a good look at her incredible figure without getting caught. She was slim, around 5’5, with B cup breasts, enough for a good handful. But the feature that really got my attention was her ass. It perfectly swayed back and forth in a hypnotic trance as she walked. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Mel slowly stroking his spectral erection. Breaking the kiss, Abbie stepped back and, grasping the hem of her skirt, pulled it off over her head. She held out her hands, presenting her nakedness to Sam who nodded in approval. So did Mel. Abbie turned and pulled the quilt down and off the bed. By the time she had climbed up on it Sam had his shirt off and was pulling his pants down. Abbie laid back against the pillows and watched as Sam’s shorts came.