That is SO sexy." I placed my hands on either side of her breasts, and caressed them with my thumbs. As I did, she pushed her pantyhose down. "Let me ...et these off," she said. I watched as she stepped out of her heels and removed the hosiery, then put the heels back on. "What about your panty?", I asked. "I'm keeping it on so it feels good when you rub your cock against my slip." I was confused for a moment, then said, "But you aren't wearing one." She walked over to her suitcase, and produced. So without even shaking off the drops I quickly popped percy back in his shorts and then turned to leave."Aw,dad,you made him all shy"Hell,was I blushing but I'd lost the power of speech.I just stood in the doorway looking down at my feet."Chris,now you behave.We don't want the lad to think he can't ever come back here,do we?"The man then took the lid of the laundry bin and reached inside.He pulled out a man sized pair of white y-fronts,said something about 'these will have to do',and then. He drank; she watched. When he was about half done he told her, “You dropped a napkin on the floor,” and pointed behind her. She turned around, took two steps and bent over at the waist to retrieve the napkin. Curt couldn’t believe his luck or his eyes. He saw garter straps attached to the top of her stockings and flash of her ass. What he didn’t see was underwear. He swallowed hard and his cock sprung to life, peeking out from the bottom of his shorts.She turned around with the napkin in her. Your jaw is not clenched. Your brow is not furrowed. You just lay there relaxed and peaceful. The stresses of the daily grind does not show. You seem almost boy like and innocent - even though I know full well that nothing is further from the truth. You are most definitely all man. But here in the early morning hours, when the rest of the world is at ease, I have this special time to really look at you - relaxed, subdued, and completely at my mercy. My eyes make their way to your face. Your.