She did a sterling job of this work, even arranging for me to do some interviews to post on a new website, and to begin a blog. She was making me rich...r, and when something succeeded, she was over the moon.By this time too, Anna Pechet had become a true A-list star, and I was still noted as her 'official' boyfriend. What that meant I wasn't exactly sure, except that I made sure I was in L.A. to appear with her at special events where she had to make a mandatory appearance: the Oscars, Emmys,. Let’s just use her panties. Please, I wanna try it very much!And then I agreed. We went to the bathroom. My heartbeat was racing and my cock was hard like never before.We searched the used clothes and we found what we were looking for. There was a light blue colored bra and a matching panty which looked sexy as hell. I took it in my hand and sniffed it. Wow, it was heaven! The smell gave me an hardon like hell.Akash did the same and then we couldn’t control anymore. He took my mom’s bra and I. I pulled up my stockings and attached them to the garter belt. They felt so silky on my legs; I now see why so many have a fetish towards them. Finally, I put on the school girl outfit. The short skirt just falling past my ass. I went to the full-length mirror again and was surprised how much of a sexy gurl I was (even without makeup). I gave the mirror a little fashion show; twirling around, showing off my new sexy look and shaking my ass like a little slut. The more I narcissistically stared. I wanted to pull down her panties and check did she have a desert or jungle beneath her panties. I wanted to feel the tantalizing smell and taste her creamy pussy.The feel of rolling my tongue between her hot pussy lips and feeling the heat deep inside her pussy. That would be amazing. All these thoughts made my dick rock hard. She was a sexy, curvaceous and beautiful woman. I regretted that I never looked at her from this perspective.All I wanted was my dick in her pussy and the feel of her.