Then go into this room and put on what I have on the bed for you, then come out and finish your drink. So I agreed.I walked into the spare bedroom and...there was a pair of gym shorts and tee shirt and red silk smooth girls underware. I felt soo good and my cock really never fit to well in it. Wow a g string. So I put on the clothes and went back into the den. I finished my drink and 10 minutes later Donny cums out of the back bed room. Long blonde hair with make up on in this little red teddy. He could still smell her perfume, feel her light touch, hear her lilting laugh – but that was a lifetime ago. He’d done well for himself since they’d last seen each other. He’d finished college, started a small but profitable advertising agency, and made enough money to be able to do all of the things that ‘successful’ people should. But it still wasn’t enough… It had been the same dream for the past four nights. The one where they first told each other how they really felt. The one that led to. “The red satin pair was the first wasn’t it Mike?” she said as she sat and waited for my reaction. “Y-y-yes,” I stammered. “Then the black pair but I lost track after that. Which ones did you like best Mike?” Again I was lost for words. “Come on Mike, you must have a favourite pair.” I wasn’t really sure what to say, they’d all felt good wrapped around my teenage cock but eventually I stammered my reply. “I t-t-think I liked the white lace ones.” “Good choice,” she said, “they were expensive.. ”“I don’t want anything from you, creep.”“Look, I don’t know what your problem is, but do me a favor and stay away from me. I meant what I said earlier.”I put as much emphasis as I could into that last sentence, even though it was an absolute lie. In truth, Amanda had the face and body of a goddess, but I wasn’t going to tell her that.As I walked out the exit, I heard a pair of high heels chasing after me. “You’re the one with the problem. You keep acting like you don’t want me, but we both.