"Teresa has managed to pour herself in that outfit, but it fits her perfectly. It certainly shows off her chest. I wish she would turn around, I'd lov... to see how that skirt fits that butt of hers." Barbara was thinking.Teresa had thoughts of her own "She does have a set of legs and she knows it. And that halter does make the most of what she has in the boob department. I bet poor Mark paid a pretty penny for that outfit."Barbara took the initiative and approached Teresa. "Hello Teresa, you. Oh yes! I have him, he is unsure!Our meal and evening seem to glide by as we catch up on all the details we inevitably miss due to our long-distance affair. We find that with each course of food and each morsel of lover's conversation another hunger grows.My eyes hold his gaze and I whisper, ''Enough talk! I think we should adjourn to our hotel and talk about your tardiness!'' We settle our bill, leave the restaurant holding hands, and walk the few blocks to our regular hotel. Neither of us. "Bailey as ruffled as a drunk man trying to find the glasses on his head ."Him vehemently denying that he is gay on our date tonight. That is arepressed homophobe."Fred felt like a schoolteacher correcting a headstrong pupil. "No, she isa transgender woman. She transition to being a woman."Loni feeling like a mentor correcting a stubborn student. "No, he is not arepressed homosexual. He is into you too much."After ordering another round for himself, Kyle tried to make Fredunderstand what was. After drying myself off, and noticing how sensitive my legs had now become, I proceeded to the bedroom where my underwear was waiting to be adorned.First, I opened the pack of stockings, breathing in the fresh nylon's smell, gently removing them from the cardboard they were wrapped around. As I slowly eased them up each leg, I could feel the tip of my cock becoming sticky, already coated in my pre-cum. Then I put on the suspender belt. It was tight, but that only made my cock jump more. After.