***Dramila comes in a few minutes later with my clothes. But she looksmildly upset. I ask her what the matter is. "Oh, young sweet," She sayswith a mo...rnful voice, "I have made a terrible mistake." She holds upmy briefs, which are much smaller than they were when they left mybody. I am quite upset, but try not to show it. "That's alright. Itcould happen to anyone. I'll just... go with nothing under my jeans." She looks up, shocked and horrified. "Oh no you won't. I never heardsuch a thought!. This story is to be considered “Fiction” although it has its basis in “Fact”. This is not to be considered a true tale of underage sex, statutory rape, or molestation, as these events happened more than a quarter century ago. Some of the principal parties are no longer living. The only reason I’m telling you that it has its basis in truth, is it might make it all the more sexy for you, and maybe make your orgasms better/stronger/faster. Thank you, and enjoy.I asked Jesse for his permission. ”Why am I doing this? Because I liked it more than I’m willing to admit, even to myself? Whatever the reason, I went over to her and placed myself on her lap. Then she pulled my underpants down and, like the previous week, she started to affectionately rub my behind and the backs of my thighs. I could feel the cool air in the office and the warmth of her hand.After a little of that, she said, “Raise yourself a bit, I want to see what is going on under there.” She examined me, and said, “Just as. They both blew me kisses and grinned as they remained close. I looked back at Lisa and she just gave me a look. "I missed you, Rick," Lisa mumbled. A couple tears were sparked from her eyes and I let her wear them as she always wanted. Thrusts remained consistent and I already found myself coming close to cumming. It became a foreign feeling to feel the her touch, even though I had been with her quite a number of times just a couple years before. "I missed you too, Lisa," I muttered. My torso.