And I tried not to think about it too much, because it always made me think of her...It was the labor day weekend. I was 17, almost 18. I had graduate... high school in June, and where most of my friends were getting ready to leave for college, I had been starting my landscaping business. I had been cutting lawns and cleaning yards since I had been 10 years old, and had managed to save most of what I had earned. So I bought a new truck and a riding lawn mower, along with some edging and clipping. I was waiting for her at Dange Chowk, excited. We had shared numbers so I called her to know her whereabouts. She came with a scarf around her face. Let me describe her. She is 5’3”, fair, cute brown eyes, healthy and an ass of 40. We went to a nearby café, ate pizza, talked a lot and got comfortable with each other.After a lot of talks, we bid goodbye. But I wanted to meet her again. So I asked her out on Sunday. She wanted to meet too. So we met at Birds Valley. I asked her the reason to be. I slipped on the panties, and I felt myself almost ready to come from the satin feel on my cock. Without even thinking, I sat on the edge of the bed, and jerked my cock into a gushing orgasm. There was no denying what had just happened now - wearing panties was a definite turnon for me. I was wracked with guilt and doubts, but I knew I had to keep this hidden from Jennie. I slipped my arms through the straps of a longline black bra, which fortunately fastened in front. I zipped up the bra,. But you are not cold. It is still very warm and the blood pulsating through your entire body is heating every part of you. She has light candles in jars all around you and laid out the fur rug. On the rug are also a mixture of toys and food stuffs along with two wine glasses and a bottle of Blossom Hill, White Zinfandel in an ice bucket. She pours you both a glass of the wine and hands one to you, sending sparks of electricity down your body as your hand brushes hers. You smile at each other.