..and besides, she has so many others I want to try," she replied. "From what I hear, you're pretty good at getting Lore's things good and dirty, aren...t you young man?" Feeling confident in my ability to hold her off, I moved close to her and caressed her thighs with the silky slip. "You were jerking with my panty and this slip earlier, weren't you Trev?", she asked. "I laid them in my hamper a certain way, and they had been moved...I'm right, aren't I?" I was caught, so I decided to own up.. Now did I take the next step and walk past the foreboding sign? I asked myself. My inner self told me I should but my stomach was fluttering like a c***d at Christmas full of anticipation and excitement at what I might find. I stood with the sun beating down for what seemed eternity wrestling with my conscience. Which looking back was pointless as I was going to go take a look anyway, who was I trying to convince! As I stood there this young couple walked by, They walked confidently past the. I looked in the mirror again. The dress was bright red with black trim atthe neck. The stretchy material clung to my bust and waist, but the skirtwas quite flared. And very short. The dress was obviously not intended tobe worn with stockings!. My stocking-tops were partly visible. I guessedthat if I leant forward I would display some bare thigh at the back. Andif I twirled around quickly, the skirt might rise up and show off myknickers. I tried it. It did.The knowledge that I was wearing a tiny. Needless to say, all this added up and my 3 year sex filled fairytale was coming to an end.My girlfriends mom and her husband were rich. They lived in a big house right on the water and had a boat, jet ski's etc. She was about forty five at the time and not bad to look at. She had blonde hair, was thinly built with small tits and a big ass. Not fat, but plump in a good way. She was kind of stuck up and acted like she was better than most. I always found that funny because before she married her.