” She said smiling as I made no committal answer.“Come on Marty, ... How long? I’m going to tell you how long it’s been since I gave one.”�...Thanksgiving week, and I was thankful.” I said with a giggle as I recalled.(She sighed) “It’s been 15 years for me, but I think I still have a taste for it, my man always loved it. (She smiled and winked to me) I can tell you; I miss it.” She said still fumbling and cupping my junk. “I’ll bet it’s like riding a bike, haha ... Marty, how does this sound? You. In the DBLS (Days Before Long Skirts) the sagginess of that chair had provided me with lots of upskirt views of my modest and prudish mother-in-law. I had taken every opportunity to see the knickers I had seen in her underwear drawer “in situ” – especially when she rose from her chair. At that moment, no matter how tightly her knees had been clamped together up until then, they would part and give me a glimpse of heaven.The memory of those gusset views flashed through my mind as I waited for my. As he watched by the door he saw someone running across the field towards him. It was another centaur, so it could only be Sarah. She caught up with him and ducked into the building. "Damn!" she exclaimed. "I'm soaked through!" "Were you following me?" Robert asked. "Actually, I was. Where were you going?" "I couldn't sleep." Robert told her. "Couldn't get comfortable?" she asked. "No, not exactly. I've been feeling a little odd since last night." "Oh? What do you mean by odd?" "It's a little. Julie turned to me said ok you can change and go home.But remember you have to put the panties and pantyhose on when you get upand when you get to the office put the skirt on.I went home thinking what the hell am I doing!The next morning I got up showered shaved put the panties on and thesuntan color pantyhose then my Shirt and my Dockers followed by my socksand work shoes. With the panties and pantyhose my pants seemed to glideon and when I walked I felt a silky feeling on my legs.After my.