I've even dated girls, and never with panties on! But now that you've come out like this, it's really affected me. So I wanted to tell you."I stood up... and moved over to stand in front of him. I reached out and put my hands on his belt, just resting there, not undoing it. He didn't stop me, just stood there. I looked up at him and smiled. "Are you wearing panties now?"'"Yes," he said, and I could tell by his tone that he was excited."Let me see," I said and undid his belt. Then I unzipped his. Of course, why wouldn’t it be. Everything else that has ever gone wrong is my fault in one way or another. I’ve got someone working on why it was my fault that the dinosaurs went extinct but everything else to include the rise of Hitler has been successfully and conclusively blamed on me so why not this? I should have called her oh well. I was pissed because I’d spent a few hundred bucks being treated like shit by the two women who meant, who mean, the most to me. Nikki got home and we had a. He was easy and gentle, and it felt good.She liked having her tits played with. And fuck, wereher nipples ever hard. Her nipples usually stayed hard,but this time it was special.“Where’s that rackbub… backrub…” she finally said.Her tongue wasn’t working right, for some reason.“Just lay down on your stomach, darlin’,” smooth-talkingRalph said. She lay down on his bed and sighed. She feltgood. Tired, but good. She closed her eyes, and felt. Now for the fun part. I knew exactly what I was going to be wearing out, it was perfect for the occasion. First on, my vintage-style open bottomed corselette, it was gorgeous, black lace with red lace panels on the tummy and breasts, and 6 garters with metal clasps on the bottom of it. It was always a bit of a challenge to get into, but the effect was amazing, perfect smooth curves. I paired it with matching black lace panties, and some plain-topped sheer tan stockings, with a subtle seam.