Her cries become more frantic under his hand, rising in volume...that is, until his left hand snaps sharply against her skirt-covered buttocks, startl...ing Stacy into silence and producing unexpected tears, which begin to run down her face. He reaches under Stacy's skirt, roughly pulling her white silk panties down to a point just about mid-thigh. She never could have seen anything like this coming, especially in broad daylight in her own store--! She manages to bring both hands up from under. He had some money in his pocket and felt a sense of accomplishment in practicing his profession. The only thing that sucked was the lack of female companionship in his social life. With that thought in mind he placed a call to Nancy.She in answering the call sounded happy to hear from him. There was a little discussion on what if anything new had happen in their lives but then the question of what to do this weekend was talked about. They both agreed that there were not many places to go to or. ..First, the kiss, and it was really soft, then developed into kinda horny kissing, she was a little more forward then me, but i liked it, and i developed a tent in my pants. She moved her hand and touched it, stopped, and looked down..... again, we laughed..... 'Sorry' I said..... all bashful.'It is ok, looks big, can I...... you know..... see it?' she asked.So I dropped my shorts and showed her, to which I asked if I could see her naked....I almost cum myself seeing her naked and we. Yet, I am surprised to discover that under the jacket she is wearing her white bodice. I must admit that unless you’re told so, one does not notice that it is a bodice. She has a lot of success and is immediately surrounded by several men. Jealous as I can be, I remain close to her and I catch repeatedly looks to her cleavage or legs. It also gets irritating me when I see that certain movements of Murielle move aside parts of her jacket revealing the top of her bodice, which is see-through,.