” He looked down at his feet.I couldn’t understand why, why at this time, why out of all of time, he chose this time to get bashful and start to p...ay coy with me and then I realised that he wasn’t looking down at his feet, he was indicating where the lingerie was and oh my god he was wearing it for me. We were drunk the one time that I said I loved men in lingerie and his response had loomed so large in its absence that, suitably admonished, I simply never brought it up again whether drunk,. We're just going to have to be careful, aren't we?"Her husband's response was an unhappy grunt of agreement.It was lunch-time of the following day Zoe and Alex drew up in the car-park of the South Mimms services, just off the M25 orbital motorway. She slipped her hand into his as they walked together into the building and stood in line for an indifferent meal. The meal was collected and paid for and they were sitting down to consume it when Alex saw the person they were to meet. Alex stood and. She said I was the biggest jerk on the planet. But after some time, she forgave me, and we still are close friends.“You remember Ashley, my college roommate?” she asked, and I nodded.“She lives over in the Falls. After school, she moved back when I did and stayed there. I sure missed her when we moved away. But we are back together as best friends. She used to come visit once in awhile too, when I was with Mark.” she stated.“She ever marry?” I asked.“No. No. But she did have two kids. One lives. ”“But boys aren’t supposed to see me without a shirt on…”“And girls aren’t supposed to be asking about my pants, Julie. I thought we had a deal.”“…oh alright. But you first, silly.”“I’d be happy to.” I would undo my belt, pull down my pants, but then I’d stop.“Why’d you stop?!” angrily.“You need to do the last step.”She would squat down, back arched and pull down my boxers and my hard cock would bounce up and down slightly as her jaw dropped. “Oh my goodness!!” as if she hadn’t ever seen.