This wasn?t pain for fashion?s sake, it was torture.Was I being too critical? The girl did lookvaluable?something you would see in a French fashion ma...azine. She also lookeda little dangerous with that sleek, muscled body. Maybe the unusually harshbondage and all that bare skin were intended to create an altogether differentlook?punishment for her haughtiness? Whatever, she was certainly stimulating alot of fantasies.Unconsciously, my mind started to drift. Iimagined her with me in my shower.. I couldn't get over how soft and lovely they were compared to my own much thicker and tougher underwear.For a few minutes I just looked at them and rubbed the soft cotton between my fingers, and then I rubbed it against my cheek. It felt great! I told myself that I should put them back, but by then it was far too late. I stood up and put them on, loving the sensation of the soft material against my legs as I pulled them up. When they came to the top and touched my cock and balls I got an. Starting from hand. Neck. She was enjoying my every kiss and responding with a little moan. I liked her moaning and that was making me hornier. Then I pushed her on down and I was looking her eyes. And again started kissing her lips. Then slowly I came down and moved her tops little bit up to see her novel. Ahhhaa. And I placed kiss over there.She was moaning and bending her hips like. Ahhhhaaa. And she was pressing my head towards her novel. Then I starting going up and lifted her top little. They talked and joked around more during the cab ride. They began kissing and fondling each other as well. Before they realized it they were at Milly's apartment. They paid the driver and made their way to the front door. Once inside, Milly asked if Ken would like a beer and he said yes. They threw back a few brews and talked and flirted some more. Milly finished her beer, slipped off her shoes and put them in Ken's lap. This was just the invitation he had been waiting for. They looked at each.