The pillows were neatly stacked against the headboard so I was half lying half sitting up. As my eyes adjusted to the single candle light I could see ...he had on a robe and stockings. She straddled me sitting on my stomach. The stockings were the one for each leg type they felt a little scratchy on my legs. She had no panties on and the robe felt silky and nice. She was warm and smelled great from some type of bath lotion.I reached up to pull her robe open but she grabbed my hands. In the. He sent me a nice message complimenting me allover and I kindly thanked him a hundred fold. We started talking moreand more and it turned into something we did every night throughoutthe year just as friends really. It first started on the board, butgradually moved to emails, and when I moved out of my parents house,Skype video chats.We had similar interests in many things like movies, music, books,etc. He was kind and funny. Just a gentle soul really. He told me he'sa few girlfriends in the. He could feel a pressure building within and he let out a moan as she gave a particularly hard press. "Ren?stop!" He yelled suddenly, grabbing her forearms. Before she had a chance to speak, he kissed her with a kiss hard and wanting, sparing nothing as he duelled with her tongue. She moaned as his hands became rougher and arched against him. The two of them fell back again and he looked at her questioningly as he fingered the drawstring of her breeches, brown eyes burning with want. She panted. She had no idea what had come over her, but it was pretty obviousthat Ian was regretting the whole thing now. She slipped out of the bedwith the intention of getting dressed before he was finished with hisshower. She glanced through the open bathroom door as she bent down to pickup her jeans and saw him standing in the shower. The jeans dropped to thefloor again and, without conscious thought, she walked into the bathroom.Ian's eyes opened when he heard the shower door open. Angel kissed.