’ He watched the effect of his words and then added. ‘Just lean back in the chair and pull your skirt up a bit.’ She looked nervously at me and ...hen leaned back in her armchair. ‘That’s a good girl. Now pull up your skirt.’She slowly pulled it up and I was delighted to see that she was wearing black self-supporting stockings. Not something most young girls wear on a Saturday morning. Then the skirt went higher until just the smallest patch of white panties was visible.‘Come on baby, higher, and. I asked if the bacon smell woke her up? She said no that would have been her mom and I. I smiled and said oh sorry. Amy continued having fun teasing with me until Lisa walked in, then she let it drop. We had breakfast and Lisa had to run.I was ready for a shower so I went to our master bathroom and was doing just that when I heard the door open and Amy giggle. I said Amy, not right now I am showering then the door shut. I soon finished and pulled back the curtain and looked around. It appeared. Unfortunately that was the entirety of what she was wearing. She was completely exposed and vulnerable.Standing there, her arms pulled back mercilessly, slightly bent over with her tits dangling in front of her and legs spread about a foot apart she took notice of her environment. She seemed to be in a stall. There was soft hay on the ground and a metal gate in front of her. She could back up and walk forward about a foot, but there wasn't enough room for her to turn around without being able. Every time we were together, he would tell me the usual “Baby, I love you.” and “I want to be with you all the time.” But words are nothing. He proved that to be true. He was never around, and could barely make time for me. Eventually I felt that my every attempt to deepen our relationship was more like another stab of annoyance in his hectic life. As time went by, our lusty little relationship slowly diminished... but neither of us decided to break it off. Time and time again, I avoided.