I stared kissing her at the knee this time, and took my time getting to the garters. Her intake of breath was a bit sharper and a bit longer this time... and I could smell her distinct feminine odor while I was between her legs. It took me all of five minutes to get the second stocking off, and she was moaning almost all of that time. My next number had me pulling the tie string of her robe. The robe was held closed by a tie string at her neck. I again spent plenty of time kissing her shoulders. I needed some way to give her confidence to stand up for herself.And a way to protect herself from the stupidity that I’d fallen into.“Honey, I’m pretty sure that the proper way to use your chopsticks is not to stab your food with them,” I laughed.“I can’t get them to pinch together. Show me again, Mommy.”“May help young student of Chinese?” an old Chinese man asked as he approached our table. We’d seen him in the restaurant before but I didn’t know if he was a customer or part of the family. 4 ft tall his chest was broad and he looked me like Greek god.I always fantasized about those wrestlers and he was one of that kinds. He was from head to toe wonderful looking handsome and at no angle he looked like 55 to me looked like 40 or even 35 yrs old.His dark ray ban glasses looking at me gave me shrill between my legs. I thanked god for giving me a wonderful BIL who wants me to get fucked with this fantasy man of mine.He told me sit and he was busy with something and after 30 min BIL. She looked so sad…and involuntarily, Leonard looked down at her glorious legs, encased in the fishnet stockings. He remembered helping her pull on her stockings, and hook the garters…sometimes he helped her get ready for her dates, though that always broke his heart…but what beautiful legs she had!And she had beautiful tattoos up and down her left calf…roses and vines, so bewitching to Leonard, whose Mother had told him that tattoos were slutty and unclean!Although Pam had.