So I took off my shoes, unzipped my jeans and took it off. Diny took it over and hung it over the heater. I started shivering in my undies and Diny to...d me to finish my coffee. She took a plaid and threw it to me to warm up a bit again. While I was drinking my coffee she suddenly mover her hand under the plaid and started rubbing up and down my leg. I almost dropped my cup and was horny on the spot. Immediately my cock was growing hard in my undies and my hard cock was lifting the plaid as a. I continue sliding my hands over my butt, hips and waist, until I had to reach for more lotion, rubbing the lotion across my tummy, scooping out some cream that got into it my belly button to continue up along the underside of my breast. I massage the lotion across my breast paying special attention to my hardening nipples. Squeezing them together, moving from side to side as I watch in the mirror amazed at how big 38DD really is. I catch the clock out of the corner of my eye, looking at the. So she knelt down in front of my chair stretched the tights out remarking on them being good quality, and then told me to stand up and drop my jogging bottoms, and pants as they won't be needed then we'll put your joggers back on and you'll be lovely and warm.I was a bit embarrassed and excited at the thought of wearing tights again after many months without nylon but as i stood up i realised my penis was misbehaving and i had a semi- on and couldn't disguise it, it was stretching my pants. My love for Katrina caused my emotions to fluctuate between the overwhelming joy our shared love brought me and the depressing sadness that saying farewell had generated. I was trapped between positive and negative thoughts and fears regarding Katrina. One huge doubt kept intruding into my emotions: If I really loved her, how could I let her get away? Countering that negative worry was one positive hope: If our as-yet- undeclared love really was as strong as I believed, surely after she and I.