As I bend over, you notice that I am wearing pantyhose under my pants. You can see the waist band of the hose You also notice that when my ankles show... you can see that I'm wearing hose.At this, you start asking questions about old girlfriends, friends and things like that. And why I do not have a current girlfriend. Then finally you come right out and ask me about what I think of men wearing pantyhose. I can feel myself get hot and nervous all of a sudden. I have always wanted a guy to ask me. They were a little tight around her butt, hinting at the outline of her ass cheeks. On top she had changed into a white tank top that hung loosely from her shoulders, was untucked from her pants, and rode high around her waist. Combined with the pajama pants, which rode low on her hips, he got an occasional glimpse of her back and stomach, giving evidence of a smooth, flat belly concealed underneath. She turned around and asked him if coke was alright. His eyes zoomed in on her chest as her. " She hung up the phone."Marie, I'll just have a glass of juice if you don't mind. My stomach has been acting up as of late." I didn't want her to think I was in a hurry to leave. After all, I would love to be with her forever.A few days later I stopped by her work and asked to see her. Stella paged her and when she saw me she got mad. "What are you doing here? I told you not to come here and see me."I was dumbfounded. After our love session at her place I couldn't believe the turn around in. Burying the 10 inch dildo, her legs straightened out, and up, and she watched as the cum dribbled out of her pussy. Completely spent, Grace fell back, dildo still buried in her cunt. Oh how she’d missed a cock inside her. Half naked, bare legs hanging off the foot of the bed, she drifted off to sleep.“Grace, I’m home!” Norm called out as he entered the front foyer, and headed to the kitchen.Grace snapped to attention from her dreams and was shocked to see her half-naked self in the mirror,.