"Karla gave him a sharp look which quickly changed into a grin. "I'malmost tempted to, just to see you leave wearing a skirt, but somehow Ithink you'd...do it." She paused a moment and then said, "Do you knowmuch about boxing?" I boxed up until I was about 18," said Lynn. "I grew up in a smallWelsh town that had seen better days. After mining collapsed therewasn't much else and it was quite rough. I was small as a kid and tookup boxing because I was getting picked on by some of the town bullies.I. We simply made out. What a beautiful night.Next day, we reached her place. Her flatmates were all out. She opened the door. The minute she bolted it. We bumped into each other. She jumped for me, and I jumped on her. We were both crazy like that. After 20 minutes of intense making out, and the smell of her sweet perfume all over me, she took my hand and led me inside. She got me to undress first, and she followed suit. I was asked to look away as she undressed. I was curious; she said she was. I placed my hand between her thighs, first she clasped them shut but as I kissed her neck below her ear and she loosened her grip. I could feel the heat and moisture from her vagina. It only took a few second for her legs to open enough for me to reach up her skirt and rub her clit through her panties. She kissed me passionately as I moved around to face her. I knelt on the floor and told her to keep a look out. I reached up around her skirt, removed her knickers and pulled her to the front of. Another one came as she watched me pull my shirt off revealing my ‘wife-beater’ t-shirt. I left that on for a few moments as I began working my belt and pants zipper. I saw Roberta lick her lips as my pants dropped down my legs. She saw the bulge that lay just under the thin cotton of my boxers. And she wanted it badly. I smiled as I watched her reaction, then I removed my t-shirt.She watched me carefully as I slowly pulled the t-shirt off over my head. Her soft green eyes scanned over my bare.