He smelled wonderful. After i finished my drink he asked if i would like another to which i replied yes. He grabs my hand and i follow him to the kitc...en, he pours me another drink then leads me to his bedroom. I sit down on the bed and he opens a box with some weed in it, he holds the bag up and asks if I've ever smoked.I shake my head no and he begins rolling a joint then lights it, he takes a few puffs before passing it to me. I grab it and study it for a second before hitting it for the. She continued chatting with him as they sorted, and gradually he trembled less, relaxed, and grew more comfortable. She had such a sweet smile, and a delightful, almost angelic face. His eyes roved over her body constantly as they talked and sorted. Seeing that short little skirt, barely covering her underpants, he wondered at what delights lay underneath. What would it be like to lift that skirt up, to pull those panties down, to fondle the ass and pussy that lay hidden inside it?On the way. I looked up and started to cry telling him I felt so much like a girl and I was so happy being his girlfriend. He put his arm around me and told me saying he was happy to be my boyfriend. We continued our relationship all that school year and the following summer. He bought me many many girls’ outfits which he kept at his house (he was a single man). I had a closet full and a lingerie chest full of panties, garter-belts girdles corsets slips. He would lay out my things before I got there and I. She put the outfit on but had trouble with the belts. Hegot down on his knees and started to buckle. He was soclose she could feel his breath on her skin. He startedat the back then came to the front. He lifted the skirtand buckled one then he moved to do the last andstopped. All he did was breathe. Hard. His breath was hot and he was doing this on her pussy.For minutes he would just breathe. She could feelherself getting wet just from his breath. She put herhands on his head and moved his head.