Then he shifted his chair over next to mine and told my that I had beautiful legs. I kind of liked that, it made me feel good. He was being really nic... to me and before I knew it, I wasn’t nervous any longer. He told me he liked how my thigh high stockings didn’t quite come up to the bottom of my skirt and how he could see some of my skin...you know how you liked it?” I nodded in the affirmative. “Then he asked, real nice and politely, if he could touch my stockings.” Patty went on. “He was so. I knew Bree liked him but she ended up with me, which made me the winner.Bree was on birth control because we weren't quite ready to start a family. We figured we would start trying in the near future. Some of Bree's girlfriends were married and had kids. They kept telling Bree how wonderful it was being a mother and how her time clock was ticking. Christ, she was only in her twenties, her clock had a lot of time to tick.I worked in the factory but it was a major car manufacturer and the money. I then asked her how did she want it rough or easy, she said I could do her in any way I wish, and this is just what I wanted. I went to work, slowly kissing her feet, while my hands caressing her thighs…. and she was moaning with pleasure. I gradually came up, kissed the inside of her thighs lifted ler legs in the air, parted them and slowly kissed her shaven pussy, she gave out another loud moan, I then began teasing her pussy lips with my tongue, and I inserted one finger in her pussy and. "You've become a beautiful woman," I said, grasping Amelie's two hands in mine holding her in front of me. "Almost as pretty as your Mother," I added, hoping against hope I could compliment these vain women enough to quiet their harping."Stop being an idiot Pierre," Marie responded, "Let's get our bags and get out of here."As we walked to the car, with me carrying the luggage as the girls chatted happily in French, I wondered if I'd have a chance in the two days my dear sister was staying to.