As I watched her cook and played with different settings on the remote I could tell when I found one that she liked, even when her back was to me, by ...he way her body tensed when I hit the right setting. It said all I needed to know. Occasionally I would stop the vibrations intentionally to get her to turn around to see what had happened. As soon as she made eye contact I would push the button send a pulse of the strongest vibration to the little egg pressed against her clit. She would smile. I tried to flip back the hood, but sheinsisted I kept it up over my head, and one hand constantly caressed methrough the hood. Soon her lips were on mine, and I felt the strangesensation of my lipstick mingling and smearing hers.Meanwhile her right hand was feverishly stroking the top of my thighsthrough the plastic raincoat skirts, and then I felt her fingers exploremy upper thigh, stroking the bare flesh just inside one leg of thepanties.Suddenly, her mouth left mine, and she bent over me and. This could be football, baseball, basketball or hockey. I had worked out the general rules from watching the game growing up. I had persuaded my Dad to get me the rules on a multitude of sports so I could participate, if I ever had the chance or inclination.The reason I didn’t join in was the size difference in most cases. In a lot of these sports the bigger you were the better you were at competing. Being two years junior to the other students in my classes meant I was always at a size. The guys slip off their jackets and remove their ties and I cheekily comment on how it’s unfair that I don’t get to relax. They say in unison, ‘be our guest’ and I kick off my shoes. ‘That it?’ says Greg and invites me to get more comfy. I stand up and slip out of my dress, watching the appreciation on their faces as they see first sight of my lacy black undies, my long stockinged legs made to look longer by the heels I’ve slipped back in to.I bend forward to straighten my stocking (not that it.