" She started, looking down at the turgid bulge in Heath's trousers."Show me what you did." he insisted.With one hand she tentatively reached out and ...nzipped his flies. She reached in and with some difficulty freed his rock hard cock. Still touching herself with her free hand, she bent from the waist, looked Heath in the eyes then continued down to his cock. He almost shouted when her tongue flicked out and picked up a string of precum oozing from the tip of his cock, then she sunk down on. "She wrapped the cinch around my waist and as I held my breath shefastened the tiny hooks. She then had me slip a pair of taupe stockingsup my legs and helped me attach them to the garters hanging from thewaist cinch. As I stood looking at my reflection in the mirror Monicatook several pictures. Then she handed me a half-slip that I pulled uparound my waist. Removing a gold dress from the closet she had me put iton as she took more pictures. The dress was a wrap dress that dippeddeep into my. I also knew how difficult it would be for a boy - he was suddenly a boy again - to admit to a woman that he had dreams about her - erotic dreams, based on how his hand had felt. Again, there was very little evidence, but it had been a caress, not just his hand accidentally resting on my side. I decided to go the middle road.“Well, it was interesting,” I said. “I’m sure it was you. I’m not surprised you don’t remember. I read somewhere that we don’t remember most of what we dream about. Anyway,. Somebody must have lost this recently, it looks antique and worth a decent amount to the right guy. You quickly look up and down the street, ready to return it but when you find it empty you quickly slide the hefty piece of tech into your pocket and continue walking home, ignoring a clicking sound as the watch presses against the edge of your pocket.You turn a corner onto your street, a quiet cul-de-sac which is filled with kids and stay at home moms. As an 18 year old yourself you try to avoid.