Slowly my hands slides down until I feel the warmth of your naked skin, unhindered by the textile of your skirt. Now my hand slides up again. Along yo...r leg, under your skirt to feel the soft roundness of your buttocks. You're wearing a G-string, so your buttocks are naked. I kneed them softly with my cool hand while my hard-on presses and my precum starts to flow. My hungry fingers want more. I try to follow the thin stripe of textile between your butts and feel some slight dampness. I just. I’m in the new offices today. I have a feeling I’m going to hate the hour and a half commute,” she said it in way which seemed to be preparing me for the ‘Dear Deacon Speech’. What she didn’t know was that I had been ready for it from day one.It was like my daddy said, “Son there are two rules to live by when looking for women. Rule one: Never get involved with people you work for, who work for you, or who you work with. It never ends well. Rule two: Just know women almost never marry beneath. I bought her sexier, more revealing clothes than she was used to. She'd always liked guys checking her out and teasing then. It still took her quite a while to become comfortable wearing them. She'd started getting tits when she was ten. She was a large "A" cup at twelve. Boys and men were looking down her blouse at her bra, but she'd never had sexy, revealing bras before. She'd worn short skirts, but with panty hose. I bought her thigh high, stay up by themselves stockings. I hated panty hose.. She didn't tell him to get undressed, as if she expected him to do that anyway. But, in fact, he was just standing there as he looked at the reality of his past beat off fantasies standing in front of him, his hands hanging limply at his sides. In fact all of him was feeling a little limp.Well, almost all of him.There was one part of him that was as far from limp as it's possible to get. If you had looked in the dictionary to see the definition of the opposite of 'limp' there would have been a.