“Go ahead. Feel them. It’s okay.” I stepped closer to her and reached out to her panty covered hips. “Why don’t you kneel down so you can ta...ke a closer look” she said. So I knelt down in front of her which put my face at the height of her crotch. “Go ahead,” she said. “Touch them.” Obediently I reached up to her hips and ran my hands over her panties. She turned around, lifting her dress in the back. “Here. Feel the back too.” And I ran my hands all over her nylon covered ass. My mind was. As he lost himself in the work, Charlie remembered those times when he'd strayed. Even while it was happening, he'd felt that it was a weakness on his part. He'd simply given in to the temptation of it. Four times he'd strayed. Each time it had been a case of opportunity coming knocking. He hadn't gone out looking for it, it had come to him. It wasn't even that good. It had never been that good with anyone else.Too much guilt, and not nearly enough reward to justify his feeling so bad. He'd. Her labia pulled back as the hard nub of clitoris pressed forward resolutely, and thick juices cascaded from her gaping vulva. She must come, come soon surely but no, no the desire just spiraled on. Her bodily control gone her pee gushed out and pooled between her legs saturating her feet. Then she felt Mika in her thoughts, the rabid exploration of Lesley's most hidden desires, and the violent caress on her minds erogenous zones. Lesley's need, doubled, trebled, and then came the pleasure, a. But she was freaked out and broke up with me.I should have been more unhappy about it but, really, it freed me up to become more adventurous. Now I can lounge around my own home in stockings and panties. I've waxed all the hair from my legs and chest (and cock and balls, of course) and the silky slip I have on now moves freely agaisnt my smooth skin. My cock is hard and held tightly held against my body by my panties. I can reach down and trace it out with my fingertips, feeling the silkiness.