I unbuttoned my shorts and as they fell I pulled the pantyhose from my right pocket. What I was holding didn’t even register with Colt. Colt stood u... and pulled my shirt off and only then did he realize I was holding something. “What do you have there?” he asked. “Well, I’m hoping you like it as much as I do. It’s a pair of pantyhose. I love wearing them.” “Huh, oh you mean ladies stocking hose? Don’t you need a girdle or something for them?” I chuckled and said “No, they are pantyhose. They. There was nothing I could do. I undressed and laid the sundress and undies out on her bed and got in the shower. The water felt so good. I soaped myself all over and it felt so good. I lingered on my bottom and I felt ashamed and excited when my finger found its way to my special place. I played there for a few minutes with the warm water and soap pushing me past the edge as it always did. My legs felt weak afterwards but I wanted to be completely clean. There was a bottle of strawberry. I had not experienced an orgasm like that since my last lesbian affairs. I still watched my husband dressing on the video and continued the assault on my pussy with my fingers sticking two inside me.He next picked up a deep pink mini dress and put it on. Me being a female, I know a little about color sense, but though what my husband was wearing, a pink dress and black hose, should have clashed, it was truly a beautiful match. He put on a pair of black strappy heels from the suitcase and. The family and some friends held a surprise party for her at a local bar and after a few hours at the party Abby and I decided that we had seen enough. Parties at bars are not that fun for people who are not 21.When we got back home I asked her if she wanted to take some shots of our parents liquor since they were going to be out all night anyway and we were both drinkers. She said sure, so I brought out the tequila.After several shots, I began to feel pretty tipsy. Now I am not a model by.