As the doors opened wide, I found a nice welcoming surprise.Our neighbor from the tenth floor was there, changing her conservative clothing, to a real...very sexy outfit. Every time we crossed our paths, she looked like a real virgin; now I saw a perfect sexy bitch just in front of me.I stared at her from her toes. She was pulling her mini skirt up through her nice toned legs. I could see a very tiny black thong, barely covering her red hair bush. I loved to see her mound was nicely trimmed.This. I've got some blue shoes that will go too."Susan hurriedly changed. The blouse and skirt fitted perfectly and the tights felt safer than the stockings. She slipped on the shoes and again a perfect fit. She felt a lot more comfortable. She emerged from behind the screen and Karen had put on the stockings with a white cotton skirt and a white blouse much the same as Susan was wearing."These stockings are lovely, so cool. I always avoided them as I thought they were a male fantasy thing. I. Big, rounded then ever, and those nipples as well, ohhhhhh those nipples he told himself. They were soooo fat, so darn distinct, and so easy to harden he could not turn down an offer like that. So he went at them. He got them hard. He played around with them and got them to a point which they stood out soooo easily that it had her “crying” out for more. She “burned” for sex but didn’t allow herself to have any. She thought about it, as he played with her breasts and nipples, and she started. I really hate waking up with a hangover when it's not necessary. And today was not necessary. I reached for my phone to text Shayne and realized I had a couple messages waiting for me - both from Shayne. 'Thanks for leaving me in Kyle's room!! It was really awkward waking up next to him.. Oh well, but I see that you are still here.' 'Hey, wake up! I want to go home!' I rolled out of the bed in Kyle's guest room and went downstairs to see where she was. I walked into the living room and she was.