Hmm, a ball gown, have I worn this recently? He will be mad with me if I have. There is no point in changing it, he will be here soon so I change into...it. The mirror tells me a lie and at a glance I appear to look glamorous; hair pinned up, long gloves, high heels. Under the dress I wear his favourite; scoop bra, french knickers, suspenders, a garter and old fashioned stockings with a seam. All this is topped up with just a soupçon of his favourite french perfume; not too much but just enough. It was her hope that Jeff would be wearing a similar outfit before too long. He picked up a piece of toast and nibbled it. "What's this," he said. "Breakfast in bed?" You were so sweet last night." Really? I don't remember much." Check your panties."Alison smiled when Jeff looked under the covers and discovered the mess he'd made of his panties. "Oh..." he said, blushing. "I'm sorry." "Don't be silly," Alison said. "But, just for the record, I can't be having you cumming in my panties like. Usne mujhe khada kiya aur mere shirt nikal diya. Mere seene pe choomne lagi. Mere neck pe kiss karte hue usne mera jeans ko button khol diya. Aur dheere dheere jeans ke andar se mere kamar par haath ferne lagi. Jaise hi woh haath fer rahi thi mera jeans niche hota jaa raha tha aur akir mein gir gaya. Ush ne mujhe hug kiya to maine uski haath apne lund pe rakh diya. Woh pehli baar bahut tightly pakad li. Fir dheere dheere use sehlane lagi. Mein bhi garam ho gaya aur use uthake bed pe. I felt you getting on top of me and your cock was about to go into my pussy.”“It didn’t happen, OK?”“Tomorrow?” she asked.“Maybe, if we do this again. Maybe tomorrow.”I got up from the bed slowly so as not to let the cum wet the sheets. I went into the bathroom and cleaned up. I came back to the bed and got my shorts back on. They were still wet but I wore them anyway. I will clean them tomorrow when my parents are at work. My sister got up after me. I could see her pussy glistening from all.