Jeff had a beautiful body, with the most magnificent huge hands and feet. His cock was awesome, and he was definitely one of the frontrunners in the s...ze department at the school. I frequently had a really hard time not popping a boner as I washed his back (no pun intended).On the day of my seventieth birthday my mom and dad visited me at the school. My mom brought along a huge cake that I shared with the guys at our table that evening. Before supper ended Jeff looked at me and smiled. As he. He was in the lilac lingerie, looking pretty, and then she was......God,she looked so hot in his imagination. Modelling the lingerie, struttingfor him in heels."Want to wear my bra again?" she asked, instinctively unclasping it anddangling it before him. He didn't even see her perky breasts, just thestraps and cups and lace. God, he needed to wear the bra again.He spent the day at his desk, hiding erections. He explored the websiteof the lingerie designer, Caroline Randell, and almost bit his. " I said as I began to realize the repercussions, if she were to find out. It would be serious."No problem here." He assured me.We found our way back in and she was still lying back against pillows, her legs spread, her mouth slightly parted as her fingers franticly rubbed her clit. It seemed like I had been gone for hours, but knew it had only been a couple of minutes and she didn't miss me at all.I told her that I was back now, slightly startling her out of her dream."But I want you to keep. And those are scalloped lace-top stockings, also from Frederick's I might add. I think black is sooo sexy, don't you?" Ugh," I uttered as I dropped my chin to my chest."Come on, baby, get dressed, get dressed," she said excitedly.Resigned, I picked up the garter and pulled it on. It was pretty wide, maybe five or six inches. I sat on the edge of the bed. As I pulled the first stocking up my incredibly smooth leg, my cock twitched. As I pulled up the second stocking it stiffened a little.