When I peeked inside I saw several stockings in different shades of tan, off-black and black, all of which were neatly folded. The drawer was so neat ... didn’t dare disturb anything. I closed the drawer and promised myself that I would wear stockings again as soon as possible.A few days later as I passed my parent’s bedroom I looked in. Just as before, a pair of nylon stockings was at the foot of the bed. I went in to examine them. This time there was no girdle, only the stockings and my. We are her friends,” I said by way of explanation.“Oh! I am crushed. That voice should be on the stage! I am so sad that I missed her.”“I can give her that message,” I said. “We heard you applauding outside the door.” The guy blushed a little. He was short—not much if any taller than Melody—with a round physique and balding head. You could see the color in his scalp.“Thank you,” he said. He handed me a card and then offered the flowers to Lissa and Melody. “Ladies, may I leave these in your. .. quickly stripping down to a matching bra and panty set that was bright pink.Chrissy had her hand on my dick while I watched this, so she must have felt my instant growth. Mom crawled in next to me asking me to remove her brassiere.As I did, she dropped a naked bosom into my mouth, as Chrissy threw off the covers and started a blowjob on me.Jees—two women at once, I thought as I started to suck on the breast in my mouth. I was making Mom moan and shiver as I took my spare hand and put a. I drove around for about 2 hours or so and then made my way home. As I drove my mind wandered, wondering which guy from the group at the bar she would pick. The older executive type, the young stud, or the bar lothario with the flashy car and flashier wallet? I knew she would surprise me. She usually did these days. After allowing enough time for Susan to get home and get started, I parked in the driveway, careful not to make any noise. Entering the house there was only one feature - darkness..