My two little angels lay so peacefully together. If you took away the smeared make-up, they would look like the most innocent of god’s creations. Of...course there was nothing innocent about these two little sex devils, and that only made me love them more. I moved into the master bedroom where our evening had begun last night and picked up the phone. A sweet southern voice answered the other end of the line before it even had a chance to ring, ‘Good morning Mr. Johnson, what can I do for you?’ . How wrong could I have been? Now, he is dead and I am likely to be charged with his murder. But, I am getting ahead of myself... It was at yet another party that it all happened. As I said, we were in our second year and things were pretty crazy in those days.I had been drinking on and off all day, by the evening, I was well tanked and out of it. Johnny was the host for a change. He had a large flat in Camberwell. The music was loud, it always was and I felt pretty cool. Someone came up with. Cool and comfy.And, as a person with a lifelong stocking fetish, it felt like a bucketlist item being checked off.Oh no.I was starting to erect!So I hustled to get the nightie on to cover my growing humiliation.Bad move.The nightie wasn't nearly long enough to cover my stiffie.And wearing the nightie made the situation much WORSE!It felt delightful.And, as the full-length mirror that Tiffany dragged me to prove, itlooked even better.I didn't want to be obvious about the pleasure I felt from my. So finally i flew to bangalore and we checked in to the same hotel where the seminar is to be held…..On the evening of arrival there was a casual get together of all the officer and office staff…. I was dressed up in my smart casuals and was chit chatting with all the colleagues and having a beer….There i met this hot and sexy girl from the office …. She was wishing every one and wished me too and had few words with me…… Even tho she doesnt know me personally…. She was looking gorgeous in her.