I come out of the bedroom wearing a navy blue silk dressing gown, its very short, but you can't see anything only my legs, it just reaches past my bot...om. I come over and sit beside you, take a glass of wine and put my knees up against the side of your legs, you look down but all you can see is legs, we chat. I look into the fire and see a huge sheep skin rug in front of it, I smile to myself, you put your glass down and stroke my legs gently, I get up off the sofa, teasing you, and move. Brad’s frown turned sad as he nodded his head. ‘I was just trying to catch up to her and tell her goodbye before I leave for The Academy next week. It’s been a little difficult for both of us the last several weeks… but I just couldn’t leave without seeing her one last time…’ Wayne frowned with him. ‘Ah, yes… saying goodbye to someone you love is never easy. You say you’re leaving for The Academy… which Academy is that?’ Brad told him about his appointment and playing football and his plans to. It was an act that I had done dozens of times, yet I was as excited as if it was the first. Good morning honey I whispered, cracking his door open. He was still sound asleep, his face turned towards the wall, away from me. I could hear the soft music still playing from his computer. Not wanting to waste any time, I got into bed and cuddled with him. My hand wrapped around his body and immediately found his cock. It was only semi-hard, but with a few short strokes it quickly came alive. Huh?. Getting to the main course, the leotard, I held it up to me. This wassomething I found myself doing every time I received the opportunity towear a new one. It was like admiring a meal, eyeing its texture andabsorbing its scent, before I sunk my teeth into it. I almost couldn'tbelieve that I was about to wear this, causing my heart to flutter.Stepping into it and pulling it up, I spent a few seconds on itssleeves, puffing them up. It seemed to be a pinch tighter than my otherleotards, however I.