The girlier the better, soft lace, silky thongs. They felt incredible as they cradled my cock and balls. I loved the way they felt and made me feel. V...ry sexy and horny. I would imagine a man taking me from behind, pulling my thong to the side and ramming his big, hard dick inside me. Pulling out and making me swallow is cum. I’d masturbate to wonderful orgasms at the thoughts.I needed more than fantasies though. I needed to live them out. I had had a few encounters with the Coach in his locker. ”“It’s just that I don’t entirely understand what you’re doing here with the children. I want to be sure that it’s not anything…unwholesome.”A stuffed owl decorated a nearby table, and the Brookwood woman touched its tail feathers in an absent way. Herb expected it to move and turn out to have been real all along, but it didn’t. He did spot movement underneath her chair, though, and realized that a cat was staring up at them. His wife hated cats, but she didn’t seem to have noticed it.“It’s. “I am sorry,” his deep gray eyes twinkled as he smiled at me. “May I still take you out to dinner?” He still held his hand out to me, it looked strong, yet gentle. “Yes,” I said grasping his hand. Warmth exploded throughout my body at this first touch. Once again I was stunned into silence as he took his seat across from me. The date progressed pretty smoothly. I could tell by his appreciative looks and suggestive jokes that he found me just as attractive as I found him. After dinner we left in. It ended just below her ribs, showing a pretty navel. Low on her hips was a silken wisp of deep orange that tied at her hip, leaving her thigh and part of her butt bare. She wore nothing else but shoes."I love your outfit. What did you do, walk over here through the streets and cause a riot?' Sara commented.Bev smiled and dropped a curtsey. "Thank you, ma'am, ' she said. "No, we took a cab. But I should have worn a raincoat. I thought the driver was going to kill us, looking in the mirror all.