"Well, you know I really care about you, right?"Oh God, I thought to myself. What did he have planned? In shock and slowly, I nodded. I could feel my ...eart beating fast. "So, I really want to..." he cut himself off, "If you're ready.."I could feel my heart beating faster."I'm not sure." I told himHe slowly got closer to me, and he kissed my neck. I have to admit, it felt good. Without me realizing, I placed my hand on his crotch. He looked at me, as if he were shocked. To be honest, I was. The stockings were seamed. The low heels just gave a slight emphasis to her strong calves and a hint of full thighs with the tight skirt. I was able to view her as she walked about getting the tea ready. She must have noticed for when she sat on the corner of the table and crossed her legs she announced.“I’m so glad I invited you round Ian, I’ve wanted to have you to myself for such a long time and the morning at Maria’s clinched it. I knew then what an unusual young man you are.”“Really. The very first time I laid eyes on her she was wearing a puffy sleeve peasant shirt and the tightest pair of short shorts I'd ever seen. Her tanned legs absolutely won me over. At first I didn't let on just how attracted I was to her sexy legs. When we would go out on dates she seemed to enjoy showing off her tight little body. She always went braless and her hard nipples could be seen through her tops. One trip to Six Flags she wore a white tank top tucked tightly into a skin tight pair of. Slowly I bend over, my legs straight, my hands reaching for my ankles, as my skirt slides up and you see the top of my slender thighs – can you just make out the thin strand of my thong? It just covers my pussy, but doesn't leave much to the imagination. I stand up again, turn to face you and walk over to where you're seated. Your legs are tight together – I think you're feeling a bit hot down there and are trying to get a little relief. Naughty girl, there's more to come yet. I straddle.