.and I wanted..to be on time and so..I ..Umm came over early.” When she blushes her lovely chest flushes a peach color, I wet my lips and stare her ...traight in the eyes with an almost predatory look. She looks back with a startled deer in headlights comparison but it rapidly dissipates to a wanton lustful stare. I reach her and lightly caress her cheek with my one hand, my other hand trails my nails slowly down her arm, raising goose bumps across her arms and hardening her nipples making her. It was only 2 pm. I certainly wasn’t going to wait around for four hours for Jeff to come home, and I didn’t want to cycle another fifteen miles to meet them at the rally. I decided to go inside and have a drink, then cycle back home. I was somewhat annoyed that Jeff had forgotten I was coming over, but in all honesty, I had forgotten once too, so we were equal.“Thank you,” I said, stepping into the hallway.---I sat down on the couch while Mrs. Kirby fixed us a jar of lemonade. She came over. Anyhoweventually we went into the living room and first Mom opened hers andthanked me for them and then she made me go make her a fresh cup of teabefore I could open mine. Finally I got to open them and I guess you canguess what was in them! Mom told me what boxes to open and in what order and so I did. The firstbox had 3 different matching bra and panty sets, the next had fourdifferent girdles - a long leg in black, an open crotch in black and thenthe same two in white. If you've mever worn a. The shock, the smiles, the concentration and furrowed brow. It makes me somewhat sad actually, to think that this wonderful young man has ever experienced heartache when he himself is so perfect.I use both hands to fiddle with the stiff button at the front of his jeans. Once that's undone, I pull the zipper down and slowly reach my hand down the front of his boxers. His eyes shoot open and he looks at me, a little startled. I smile at him and he smiles back, as I wrap my slender fingers around.