Liked it. I want you to come back and do it again." No, I mean, I can't. Like, I'm unable to; since I just...just did." Oh." Tammy said, with infinite... disappointment. "I see." She started to turn back, then paused. "well, maybe later? In a few hours? Or in the morning?"The guy's face lit up. "Sure! Sure I can. In a few hours. Maybe sooner." Okay. What's your name?" Jason, ma'am."Tammy started to walk back towards her seat.Suddenly, the guy's friend, who had been watching all this in shock,. She pays three hundred dollars.At home, she wears them, walking naked in her apartment, her nipples hard, her clit throbbing. Wearing the boots she spreads her legs to shave her pussy, glorying in the feel of wet velvet between her legs and comes.After that, she wears the boots every night, practicing the walks, practicing the shimmies and impromptu dances, the struts, the poses, the flaunting.After a couple of nights, she adds stockings, sheltering her calves and thighs from the harsh. That’s why I like you more. I like a man with decency and romantic nature. You are a true gentleman Vishal.Me: In my mind, wow my patience worked well here.Kavi: Ok Vishal, I am putting the kids to bed and catch you tomorrow.I was in bed thinking how to proceed next. I was thinking of some plans to invite Kavi to my apartment when my parents are out of the station. My parents usually travel to Bangalore where my sister lives with her husband. As planned before I planned to take the guitar to. If only she was another girl, any other girl. A girl I could take home and introduce to my parents as my girlfriend. A girl I could kiss in public and fuck while she was sober.Not that I am complaining, mind you, and if there was any doubt in my mind, it quickly melted as she pulled down my underwear and closed her hand around my cock.“It’s sho big.” she cooed, gently jacking me off. “Ish it becaushe of me?”Of course it was, but I wasn’t going to admit that to my drunk sister.“Just suck it.