" Well, you are right. As you can tell, I did like the feeling. I started wearing panties several days a week. I often found I was in a semi-"hard sta...e." Did you stop at the panties?" I would like to say yes, but I went another step with thigh-high stockings. My sisters wore them all the time. My sisters had beautiful long legs, and my older sister and I were the same height. I tried hers on one day when the house was empty." Well, how did that work out for you?" I took her thigh-highs to my. ” I paused, drawing out saying, “tent.”“Oh Derek! Make sure to be quiet. I am sharing with Chrissy tonight.” She was referring to one of the cute raven haired twins in our class.“Aww,” I mock complained.“Don’t worry, she’s a heavy sleeper when she’s drunk. Just don’t step on her, ok?”I kissed her forehead. “Of course,” I mumbled into the hair on top of her head. It smelled nice, like some tropical fruit. She made a cute little sigh of contentment as she rested against me, and we sat like that. I closed my eyes and let my thoughts drift elsewhere enjoying the torment.Marie released my cock. I looked up at it throbbing away laying on my stomach.“Do you want to lay down on the bed?” She asked quite suggestively.I did, and she kind of squirmed up semi-prone close to my cock, at the same time pushing my legs apart. I’ll qualify this and say that I am not porn-star huge, but bigger and thicker than average, and until Marie, no girl had been able to take me much past the head of my cock.. She was seeing a counselor back home. What’s wrong?”“She and I had a bit of a tiff this morning and her friends are concerned because they haven’t seen her since.”“Tiff? As in a lover’s quarrel?”“Not the way you mean,” I replied. “Angie and I weren’t a couple, but she seems to have thought we were, and told her best friend we were.”“You weren’t involved at all with her?”“We’re friends, I gave her rides to church, and she ran with me in the mornings. I drew the line at praying together or any.