‘Ella, Ella Cosgrove. I don’t hold my liquor well so after three drinks last night on top of all that tension I flaked like a teenager.’ ‘That...��s okay. I found your card in your handbag along with your keys, located your vehicle after trying to unlock several and drove you home. I undressed you but left on your underwear and wrote my phone number on the back of your card.’ ‘Yes, the card popped out of my panties a few minutes ago when I went to pee. Did you sexually interfere with me?’ ‘No.’. She is one of few that need not wear nylons to hide any imperfections. Simply gorgeous is the way to describe her beauty from the waist down.Those exquisite thighs can only be complimented by the rounded globes protruding outward. I can be assured that the accumulation of muscle and flesh will be the downfall of many boys to come after me as their desire and need to kiss the cheeks of her ass.She stands there, shifting her weight between each foot; legs spread, undecided in her thoughts. The. " Yes sir," I giggled settling down in his arms, I felt him kiss my hairand then I was asleep.Waking up the next morning was the best thing ever, I was snuggled inBrett's arms smelling his wonderful man scent, I reflected how much moresensitive my senses had become as the hormones took hold of me, my senseof touch was very much enhanced, in part due to the very soft skin I havenow. My sense of smell was also more acute and different, Brett forinstance smelled MMMMMMMMMM wonderful, but other. The next few days progressed in the same way. I would secretary dressup in my panties and bra but Monique kept our conversations to safetopics and we avoiding talking about some of the crazier things that hadgone on before. I was convinced that it was all over and I had blownit. She never asked about my bra, never gave me an order, never ran herfingers up along my leg seeing if she could feel my panty line. I waspart relieved and part heartbroken. It was over.Three days later we were.