She was an ex-girlfriend of one of my buddies and trust me people she was smokin hot. A little short in height but a proud owner of a flawless body an...d never afraid to flaunt her assets. I knew that my friend and she did have physical relations even after their break up. In fact they used my home once when my parents were out of town.As I mentioned in my previous story, I was into all these different committees and teams which organize different events in college.I used to talk to her when she. It was a modest dress, white with navy blue horizontal stripes, but it couldn’t hide the great curves that she had. Walking into her kitchen gave me a great view of her from behind, her hips swinging back and forth as she walked. I sat nervously at the little breakfast table as she poured a couple of cups of coffee. She put them down between us and sat down. ‘Oh gosh,’ she said, ‘I didn’t even think about cream and sugar. I drink mine black and often forget others like it otherwise.’ I laughed,. Who the heck was this? Then another e-mail came in. My mystery woman was sending me instructions! She was going to be at a convention in the town where I worked beginning on Saturday (it was only 4 days away). She was staying at the Hyatt downtown on the waterfront. They have a wonderful bar there on the 40 th floor overlooking the harbor and the ocean. We were to meet there Saturday night at 8. She said she would know me, since after all she had a picture from the site, and not to worry she. It made all of thelittle hairs stand up. I thought that if it felt that good on my armthat it would feel great on my body. I dug through the hamper until Ifound the pair of matching panties. I took off all of my clothes andput the panties and nightie on."On my mother the nightie fell down just below her mound. When she bentover a little or raised her arms above her shoulders the hem rode upexposing the panties. But on me the nightie came down my thighs, just afew inches above me knees."And it.