..thud....thud coming from beyond the door. Everyone of those heavy sounding smacks caused my body to jerk. Swallowing hard, I turned the doorknob and...pushed the door open. I scanned the room from one end to the other. Finally, seeing my father standing in front of his dresser mirror, completely nude. He was still in good shape for a man pushing 50, standing at 6'3" tall, weighing around 225lbs of pure muscle, with a handsome face. The look he had on his bowed head was disheartening, then I. Just throw myself at him I mean. Especially after what happened this morning. Come over to pick something up and that way I won’t be alone with him because he’ll leave once I get there.”“Fine if that’s what you want.”That afternoon Lauren followed behind her friend’s car as she drove home. The two of them entered the house together and John soon came downstairs. He was sweaty and dirty but he smiled when he saw them.“Hey Julie how are you?” he asked and his eyes narrowed when he saw Lauren.. I am far from perfect myself.Once in the show, we started drinking. The band was awesome and we were rocking out and all seemed better. Then she says to me...."I want to suck your dick here, where can we go?" I was shocked... My first instinct was the bathroom. We tried the mens room first, but there was an attendant there, and he wasn't having any of that action. The line to women's room was way to long. Shit! Thought I was out of luck, suggested we go out to the car. She didn't want to leave.. But my obsession, my addiction to pantyhose and especially that uniform she was wearing, killed any sense of reason in my brain. I wanted to kneel before her and kiss and smell those feet after a full shift of work, of walking around in those white sneakers and flirting with the male customers in her tan pantyhose and tiny shorts."Just start kissing my shoes if you agree. We can try it for a week." Your boyfriend going to have a problem with this?" Oh, he won't know. Besides, we're not.