A short line accompanying the picture just simply read "All yours, ready and waiting!".That afternoon, safe in the knowledge my girlfriend was at work... i eagerly made my way over to junes house. I know i had spent a couple of weeks fantasising about how i would love it to be and that fantasy and reality are vary rarely the same, but the second june opened the door i knew i was in for a hot afternoon of fun! Just as in the picture she greeted me in her red stockings, black stilettos and she was. You stood a pace away and as you rubbed it a large bead of clear fluid appeared at the eye. You continued until the whole head was shiny. This is what foreplay did for me. You didn't want that slimy juice on your black t-shirt so I moved to side on as you tugged on it. It standing right up now and you stared at it as your soft hand felt the hardness beneath the sensitive skin. I groaned loudly as I took your hair and buried my face in it from the side and above. I couldn't help it; or rather. I only met you once or twice while you were helping around the house, but you were so hot with your dark hair and bedroom eyes. Damn it. Why can't I get you off my mind? I have this insatiable need to feel your mouth on my nipples. I want to feel your teeth and tongue graze over them playfully, then hungrily suck at them as though your very life depended on what they could provide.It has to be hormones. Something happens to a woman when she reaches a certain age. Something undeniably wicked. "Jesus! Did something die?" I ate a lot of crap yesterday. You know. You were there." God, I guess."He put his toothbrush away and splashed some water on his face, then flicked his fingers at me, sprinkling me with water."Hey. That's not fair. I can't get up and get back at you."He dried his face, then started out the door. "Smells like you already got back at me. You'd better hurry up. I'm leaving in five minutes, whether you're ready to go or not." I suppose I could go to school naked.".