How could this beautiful blonde sit at a bar, and not have every guy hound her? It just didn't make any sense... No, she didn't eat my car, or the bar..., and she couldn't have been from Mars. There just had to be something… We were now standing in my kitchen, and I poured us each a glass of wine. As I was pouring, Lilly kicked her shoes off, unbuttoned the last three buttons on her blouse, and took it off. Her tits were gorgeous, and her nipples, wow! When Lilly approached me I handed her a glass. In spite of the constricting dress, I felt very comfortable and at ease wearing this. I loved the sensation of being sexy and alluring, and grinned satisfyingly to myself. Now, as I stood in front of the mirror, I could hardly believe what I saw. How could this be me? Before me stood a beautiful woman with long, blonde hair falling in large curls down along her neck and shoulders. Nice cleavage was visible above the black dress hugging her well-shaped breasts and waist. Beneath her short skirt. For some minutes she was quiet save for her heavy breathing and groaning. Then after some five minutes I stopped between her thighs and placed my finger tips against her pussy lips and held them there. Her initial reaction was to push herself backwards towards my fingers but I pulled back and after repeating this several times she once again started to swear and curse me. I mocked her, teased her and then stepped over to her suitcase. She watched me perplexed and then Inside I found what I was. 15. He lay in his bed watching each digital minute tick by until the display showed 5.25, the front door opened and shut, his dad on his way to where ever he was off to for 8 days. The minutes ticked by slowly as he slid his hand up and down the hard one-eyed monster between his legs, as he waited impatiently for the five minutes to pass he had allowed just in case his dad returned. He rose from the bed discarding the shorts he wore to bed on the floor, his cock pressed hard against his belly.