HR- I enjoyed lunchme- get your ass over here womenHR- What did you sayI take two steps over to her and grab her hand and walk her to my room. I know...she is surprised because she is one of those strong women that is always in control and telling people what to do and how to do it. She is not used to being controlled. Of course this turns me on even more. We get to my door I grab my key and shes like " I should go" I just put my finger up against her mouth to quiet her open the door and. There was no question that this is whathe thought was appropriate for a young woman to wear, even though hedidn't want to be the one wearing it.Hastily he began rummaging through dressers and his large antiquewardrobe, looking for something that he wasn't quite sure of. Eventuallyhis hands touched upon the familiar spandex feel of gym leggings, and hesaw he was now the proud owner of dozens of gym bunny type outfits. Heheld up a pair of black leggings and rolled them up his thin, femininelegs. It was my favorite thing to sleep in. That shirt and nothing else. I loved sleeping in that shirt, no panties. I was a firm believer that a free-breathing pussy was a happy pussy. Barry loved that about me. He would come over, climb into my bed in the middle of the night and I would wake up to his fingers deep in my pussy, rubbing my clit or even better, his face in my pussy. I loved the way he would take my pussy, he never asked for me. whenever he wanted it, I gave it up freely to him. He and. My sister and her friend were only staying over the one night which was handy as we only had space really for 1 extra person so s*s's friend agreed to the sofa for the night. As luck would have it, my sisters friend was a looker, about 5ft 6in jet black spiked hair maybe a bit wild with her dress sense but a smoking hot body! Anyway the evening progressed, the drink flowed and stories were told of our past youthful escapades, my sister and my wife decided to make off to bed, I had basically.