The feeling in his stomach was a little like the feeling he got in either situation. He felt down between his legs at the hard-on in his pants and tho...ght that it must be a little of both, but more excitement than nervousness. He drove on and thought about what the next few days might bring. He felt the wet spot in his underwear where his hard cock leaked and again rubbed his crotch. In the seat behind him lay a suitcase with his clothes, and another bag that was full of toys. He smiled, turned. Eventually she warmed to me and we started dating. When I asked her, much later, what had changed her mind, she had responded simply, "I realized that you weren't a threat." She refused to tell me what it was that I didn't threaten. That'll teach me not to question my good fortune.I should probably describe Amy. She was a petite woman, barely topping five feet in height even in heels. She had thick, shoulder length raven hair which she always wore in one of two ways: pulled back into a severe. When we finally make it shopping, I'm going to buy you a pair of tight, thin short shorts to wear around the house. And a tight tank top that shows off your nipples." Stop," Shelly said. "You're getting me excited. I am going to buy a couple of things for just around the house. You really like the way I look?" Oh, yeah," Sarah answered. "I can't really explain it other than I like the inside so much. But the outside definitely draws attention. It's a good thing you wore a bra today. Every guy. .. I'm afraid of how far this might go", too which I reminded her "anything that happens, will never be shared to anyone else... today, you can do anything you want without having to worry about it... I know I am". Samantha asked "are you going to let him fuck you", to which I replied "probably... would you like to see that?". Samantha hesitated for a few seconds, and then nodded her head.I told Samantha "let's spread our legs and show off our panties". She slightly hesitated and said "It's.