Then she gave him one of her blouses and said it lookedmuch better. She said he had better start wearing blouses until theswelling went down. He didn'... know what to think about that. The next morning as he was getting dressed she gave him a pair ofwomen's socks that were trimmed with lace on the cuffs. He askedwhy he should be wearing those and she said he was already wearingpanties and a bra so this shouldn't be any big deal. She told himhe could wear black fishnet pantyhose instead if he. She was in her early 50sWe worked in different departments, but when I cross paths with her in the hallway it is hard not to notice. She was very slim, wore glasses, and wore her curly brunette hair in a bun always. Always dressed delicately and wore a slight bit of makeup. She always wore red lipstick and bit of mascara. One day she was wearing blouse that revealed her shoulders. You could notice her skin was like that of a 30 year old. For a woman her age, she was gorgeous. I even found her. Davie gasped, closing his eyes while she addedpressure.It didn?t take much for it to slide inside, her fingers collecting moreof their earlier love making to pour over it so that it would slideinside. He gasped, feeling the thing fill him up inside. ?H..how are yougoing to be pleasured?? His voice warbled while he asked.?Don?t worry about that darling,? she said with a little giggle while sheslid her little body over his. Their boi forms were girlish, hers havingchanged less than his. But, her. There was a bed but we dispensed with that; she mounted my erect plunger and I slid into her as easily and as snugly as my sword slips into its scabbard. Her breasts were at my face, and my mouth now wandered where my eyes had previously.She groaned as my lips bit softly on a nipple, and then I groaned as she sucked my neck. Both of us were in a highly aroused state, and it was only minutes, at least it felt like it, before I fired my volley into her. I was rewarded by the sounds of her.