A flush came over Karl's face as he caught a glimpse of her upper thighs. She was wearing knee-highs, and while the foot in his hand was sheathed in ...ylon the area beneath her skirt was bare skin. He used his knuckles on her sole, and separated each toe in turn as he rubbed her foot. She sighed again, and stretched her leg out so that her foot was comfortably nestled in his lap. Too comfortably, perhaps, as Karl felt the stirrings of a desire he hadn't felt in some time. He extended his. As I got older I had less opportunities to indulge in my fetish until I got married. When my wife was away or at work I would wear her panties and bras while I masturbated. Luckily she was as tall as I was so the fit was pretty close. I would encourage her to buy plenty of sexy lingerie knowing that I would be wearing them later.My wife and I eventually divorced and I moved out. It was not easy being on my own again especially being in my 30’s but I was able to rediscover my fetish with the. So, unless I screw up, I should come out of this debt free AND with a degree in computer science. All the graduating nerds worked me over repeatedly to pick a field I could make some money in as I got older. They talked to me about STEM until they were blue in the face and I committed to the CS program. The alternative was to become an EE like you.”“So, you’ve started?”“As I said, orientation was this week and we got all our syllabi for the semester for the six courses I have to take. Shit, one. Now I find you sleeping naked in bed again with a boy! Is he even in high school? He doesn’t even look like he is in middle school yet,” her mom yelled at her. “Getting off with girls doesn’t get you pregnant. You want to end up like me? Knocked at up fourteen? I thought you learned your lesson from your playing with boys at our old house. You were lucky then because your periods were so irregular. You are like clockwork now.”That was all I heard before I made it to the hatch for the.