Also, I like sheer to waist, nude or suntan pantyhose and tights. Once again, I have no idea why, but I imagine it was all the aerobics and skating an... shit that my hometown was famous for. You'd see moms everywhere in their toast colored tights and leotards going to aerobics and since we had a skating rink and I played hockey, there were always figure skaters running around. So I like what I like. I also like sheer toe hosiery. Once again, product of my times. The outfit of the days was nude. "Now be fair," interjected Denise, "I was trying to do that before you came in, it's just that you caught the tail end of it." From what I saw," retorted Jill, "You weren't trying really hard until after we came back into the kitchen."Denise's mouth dropped open then snapped shut as she turned away blushing. Jill snorted before resuming her narrative."So there you were feeling up Denise and she pushed you away. When you realized you had an audience, you sat back down and pulled her into your. I'll only save three grand by dropping Brandy. You can have that. C'mon, you're no virgin, and Billie can prep you. I swear there's more work next week. Do it for Alvie." Long as I don't have to do it with Alvie," she cracked. "Sure, OK, one DP for three bills and a player to be named later. But don't screw with me, Alvie. I got witnesses." You screw best in front of witnesses, babe. Let's do it."What followed was educational, and I don't mean like Sesame Street. For something so blatantly. She was definitely pear shaped. She was wearing a white tank top and black shorts. I noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her tits wear swaying around and I could see her big nipples poking out. She saw me staring at her tits and looked down at them. She looked back and smiled. I was getting aroused, and felt my cock begin to get hard. “Scott, I don’t know what we would do without you,” she said and started to give me a hug. She pressed her body up against mine and I could feel her hard.