Then we used to talk when we used to meet at campus then we exchanged our numbers then we used to talk on phone till late night everyday then few days...we came close to each other then it one day she asked me to drop by her home which is near to my home then I agreed then I was enjoying my bike ride with her her boobs were touching my back the boobs were so soft then I dropped her home then after few days Christmas vacations started and I asked her that we could go out then she agreed and moved. That’s another of my penchants, I love older men. I think that all started at school when I had a crush on a teacher. I caught him one day looking up my skirt as he picked up a pen he’d dropped. That’s when I realised the power we women have over men. Let’s be honest, they’re all driven by their dicks. I must admit, though, that I was a little disappointed one time when I tried to seduce my teacher in detention. Although he clearly liked looking up my skirt, his job was obviously very important. As I stretched across the hood of my jeep, the shorts crawled up my legs and formed a tight leather mini-skirt, completely exposing my backend. My t-shirt morphed into a sexy red blouse, while my shoes became six inch stilletto heels. What the --? Then I felt my boxers slowly ooze down my leg, forming fishnet stockings as they slid down. This time I was not wearing panties, but it didn't seem to matter. My hard on wasn't all that huge - maybe three inches at best. I dashed into the. " Besides, I won't be giving you your clothes back until after the movieis done anyway, so you can either spend two hours as a girl wanderingaround out here, or in a dark room. Which would you prefer?" The dark room of course." I thought so" he said as he stood up. When he was up he offered a handto me to assist me in getting up. I grabbed it and let him pull me up.Oh yes, by the way, this man was clearly some kind of athlete. "See, notso hard is it?" he asked squeezing my ass.I moved his hand.