Wilson's desk, fully aware his eyes were closely following the swaying of her full, curvy hips and butt. She spun herself around and sat cross-legged ...on the edge of his desk, her skirt sliding up her thighs dangerously high. Mr. Wilson walked over towards her, looking her straight in the eyes with the confidence and sex-appeal only a hot, 20 year old like himself could possess. A sexy grin crept across his face that caused the little hot area between Crystal's crossed legs to soak up. He put a. "I'll chose one for you shall I?" says Isobel smoothly, leading me tothe counter. She orders a latte for herself, I like my coffee black. Ican't make eye contact with the girl behind the counter, in case shestarts pointing and shouting, "man in a dress!"Thankfully Isobel chooses a dim corner, right at the back and invites meto sit with my back to the wall. Without thinking, I smooth the dressunder my bum as I sit then cross my legs, I feel them, slippery withsheer nylon, as they slide over each. I remember stripping off my shirt and kicking my shorts off the rest of the way.The situation was crazy; I had only a week earlier turned sixteen at the time; she was twenty-four, smoking hot, and my cousin.She told me I had a big cock; this, I already knew because I had seen all my friend's cocks and mine was the largest. It even just looked too big for my small body. I thanked her and told her in all honesty that she looked like a goddess and was the most breathtaking work of art I'd ever. I told her I really didn't care, whatever she wanted to do with him was fine with me, but I must of sounded a little bitter about it. She asked me if she could take a candy bar, and I almost said yes, but I chickened out and told her no, the candy wasn't mine to give. And then Slubotkin came in and saw her and right away he got this huge shit-eating grin all over his stupid face and he whispered something to her and the two of them went back in the stockroom, they were gone for like 20 minutes.