“That was fucking amazing. You’re a hot piece of ass.” “Thanks. Maybe next month we could fuck again?” “That would be wonderful.” He pul...ed his boxer shorts and jeans up and got dressed. He gave her a kiss and walked out of her house. While he was walking out, the mailman came up the walkway and saw Doreen standing there naked. “I see you’re up to no good again. Am I late for our rendezvous?"“You’re right on time. How about a soak in the hot tub?” “My feet are killing. That’s a great idea.” The. I enjoyed taking off her dress and making love to her whilst she was still wearing the slip. it was the first time I had done that. Sadly, she dumped me shortly afterwards but kept the slip.The next year at Uni the Student Union organised a student ball when there would be a Rag Queen and Drag Queen. For some strange reason I decided to enter the Drag Queen competition. Some of my friends thought it was a great idea and rallied around and found some suitable clothes to wear. I can’t remember. Ana was dressed in a short little schoolgirl skirt, with a white top. The outfit was completed with some little black shoes and thigh high white stockings. She looked really wild and sexy.I also could not believe the way Ana was dancing. I had no idea she could move like that. I was captivated as I watched her spin across the stage, around the poles, before falling to her knees before one of the guys in the front row. With an innocent look on her face, she lifted her skirt giving the young man. Even though she didn't acknowledge me, keeping her eyes glued to the erotic images playing before us, she knew I was looking. A familiar heat began to burn in me and I felt my cock, which had already been semi erect stiffen as it began to seriously stretch the material of my underwear. It was like an old man trying to straighten up under a heavy load. The material kept it bent over, but the tent was impressive nevertheless as it strained against the fabric.This time I didn't try to conceal my.