She's adorable when she listens. We both adjust ourselves and walk out back to her car with smiles on our faces. I drive back, the same route we came,...not wanting this moment to end. I hold her hand while driving, not wanting to let her go, we continue to look over at each other, our eyes still filled with the same lust, normal people would be done, not us, we constantly want more of each other. We are about half way back, and I tell her to take off her pants and she listens like the good girl. Mujhe chachi phele se he pasand thi,woh saree pehna karti he aur usme uske moves aur cuts dekha karta tha.Jab saree me uska pet aur peeth dikhta tha tho me pagal ho jata tha,jab woh humare ghar aati thi tho me use he dekhta reheta hu,jab woh baithi thi tho uske piche baitha tha,aur uske peeth ko dekha karta tha,kai baar tho me moka dekh kar uski tarrif bhi kar diya karta tha aur kabhi kabhi double meaning joke bhi karta tha,woh ye sab sun ke hasti reheti thi.Ek din jab mummy ne mujhe kuch saman. Heather stopped by to see if we needed any help and I asked her for suggestions for a top to go with the super short black skirt I found. She found me a sheer red blouse that would go great with the red corset underneath and I went to try them on while she helped Jackie with his shoes. I removed my dress and put on the blouse, loving the way it looked so sheer that I could see my nipples just above the corset. Then I pulled up the skirt and saw in the mirror that it just barely covered my ass. . bra and panties... I like it. Am I going to be seeing more of them?” Ashley stopped abruptly with a spoonful of soup in mid-air. She turned bright red as she stammered to find the words she hoped would be the right ones. “Uh... uh... since you like it...” She strained to show a confidence she did not feel, pausing long enough to shovel the soup into her mouth and get it swallowed. She doubted quite seriously if she'd ever have the nerve to dress this way again but she didn't want Brad to.