"Debbie... what am I gonna do with you?" "Keep me?" Her mom laughed. "I guess so." She thought for a second. "You'reoff this morning, aren'... you?" "Yeah, an inservice thing." "Well, would you girls like to go to breakfast?" Debbie looked atme. I looked back at her. *Oh no,* I thought, knowing what Debbie wasgoing to say... "Sure, we'd love to. Just let us get ready, okay?" "Alright. I need to change out of this anyway." "Okay mom. So do we," she grinned. . He has always been the "touchie, feely" type, giving me a hug every time he sees me. I didn't realize it, but often when he would come over in the evenings, I would already be in "comfortable clothes", usually a t-shirt and shorts, with no bra or panties on. I didn't think about the fact that my long nipples stick out incredibly far in a t-shirt with no bra. Well, apparently Brandon noticed a lot, and would get a hard-on visiting with me like that. My husband told me that he had noticed. You learn fast. Alright, let's get on with this.Here, put on these stockings." She handed me a pair of stockingsjust like the ones she was wearing. I put them on my newly shavenlegs, getting even hotter while doing so. I tried to fasten them,but Andrea, uh, Mistress Andrea, stopped me."What do you think you're doing?" she asked. "Here, let me showyou how it's done, you stupid idiot. If you don't do it likethis, the seams will never be straight and people will laugh atyou behind your back!" With. He took his hand away from my breast, pulled me close and our gentle kiss became more and more passionate.It may have been four years, but he hasn’t forgotten how to kiss! I started getting excited, more excited than when he had been holding my breast a moment ago. He’s a very good kisser.We kissed for a long time, making out like two kids on a hot date. His hands began to touch me again. He ran one hand down over my long blonde hair and down my back. He gripped my ass and pulled my body.