Although, he stood up, and let me undo his pants. They fell to the floor, and his cock stood out. It was quite long, and hard. It was begging to be su...ked, by me. I wanted to please him, just how he pleased me. Then I grabbed onto his cock first, I guess I wanted to get a feel for it first. I had given him hand jobs before, but I was still a little nervous though. I wanted to make sure I was ready physically, and mentally. I put both hands onto his cock, and stroked it. I kept my eyes on it,. She was obviously an exhibitionist as she would weekly wash her windows in the evening wearing a very short skirt over a skimpy thong. Very plain face but beaut of an ass. Better that beating off to a mag!i digress. Chris used to come home before 11 30 but this night it was after midnight. I didn’t say anything, she looked flushed and bothered so I assumed it had been busy or some drunk had annoyed her or something. I made her a hot chocolate and took her coat. She went upstairs. I noticed that. You could almost see right through them if you held them up to a light.They felt very smooth; I guess cause the fabric wasn't cotton. The tag said they were made of satin but I didn't have anything made of that before so I had to take it for granted that was what made them so smooth. Dad, there I go again, I mean mom, also thought that they were pretty. That was hard for me though since I never really thought of anything as being pretty. Was it the fabric, the fact that they were almost see. Ten people sat round the table, all casually dressed as they had just finished packing up their exhibits. One of the group, Michael, seemed to have a special interest in Vivienne's turnings and wanted to know exactly how she achieved the quality of finish. Two others kept joining in the conversation and Vivienne found herself the centre of attention for a while. At the end Michael said, "Vivienne you really are a special woman. When I saw you at the show I had no idea you had no legs. How you.