“Look at me, Miranda. Say ‘Yes, sir I like your cock.’” that note of command in his voice. Her head came back down and her eyes were wide, pup...ls fully dilated in the warm glow of the light behind him. Her breath came in gasps. “Yes, s– s– sir! I like your cock.” Her body gave a full shudder and her whimper became a full cry. Her leg stiffened and her back arched as her fingers began to rub furiously at her clit. “Yessir, yessir yessiiiirrrrrrrr!” she squealed as her orgasm crashed into her.. " And she slipped them into the cups. "Oh! That's cold!" "Now," she said, handing me a pair of tights. "Put these on." I must have looked somewhat puzzled, for she grabbed another pair from her bureau, removed her jeans, - "Hello!" I thought -, sat down on the edge of the bed and had me copy her motions. I did as requested and eventually managed to roll them up my legs. I found it difficult to believe quite how nice they felt against my legs. Almost like a second skin. Something stirred beneath. You’re right. It was pretty weak and I’m sorry. I’m just tired and don’t feel romantic. I hope you understand.”“I understand better than you realize. Let me know when you’re in the mood. If I’m in the mood at the same time, we might get together. Good night,” retorted Brian as he turned and headed toward the guest room, leaving Brenda with a confused expression on her face.Brian played catch with Tim for an hour on Saturday and then did yard work. When bedtime rolled around, he strolled down. I packed my things, put on a pair of pants and headed home.The week went by slowly and I'd speak to Steve in the halls at school. I was relieved he didn't say anything about his dad and me.I was laying around the house Saturday when the phone rang, it was Tom. He asked, did you enjoy your stay. It was fun, I told him. Great, he answered. You know you left some things here. Ok, I said. I'll come over and get them.When I made it to Steve's house Tom answered the door. Stepping in he put his hands.