It took her nearly an hour to drive to my place from work.Her job kept her on her feet most of the evening. So, Kissy's legs and back were frequently ...sore and/or cramped. She loved my long, slow, massages and I enjoyed giving them to her. She especially like getting her legs and feet rubbed as I worked out the kinks in her cramped legs.I was very tired when Kissy called one night. I told her I was going to bed, but she could still come over, if she liked. I told her to let herself in, help. Yes really, Dennis was sufficiently arrogant that he expected then to believe this tale, after all, he was a gentleman! Let me tell you if I thought that Dennis’s wife had had a fit of giggles at his previous tale of his whereabouts, this time when she told me I was completely unable to do anything that would stop her.On the day he had to appear before the magistrates she decided to accompany him, moral support she told him, but of course she didn’t believe for one moment that he would retain. Let's get that straight from the start, too).So it was a big stretch for me to ask my masculine lover to slip into a pair of silk panties just for me. It was a secret fantasy I'd harbored for years but had never found the courage to ask a man to do. Allen was special, though, and I wanted him to be the one to parade around in my panties."Allen, will you wear these for me?" I said, holding up my favorite pair of panties. At first, he thought I was joking and he laughed in my face. But when he. " i confessed"I know, and i like you too." He saidSuddenly, without hesitation, we locked lips and started french kissing each other. Our tounges danced around in our mouths like dancers on the dance floor. Our spit was exchanging as we kissed for what seemed like hours. "I love you Shaun." I confessed "I love you too, John." He said back as we kissed some more. I pulled off my shirt and he pulled off his as our flat chests touched while we kissed. I started to rub his smooth boney chest,.