That evening as I showered to get ready for work. I closed my eyes started to think about her body. Using the soap for lube, I began to stroke my cock... imagining her with her legs spread wide and me fucking her long and hard. In no time I was blowing my load on the shower wall.A couple of weeks went by with little contact other than a hello, how are you. I was on the constant look out for her "friend" but never saw him again.The weather was beginning to warm up and one afternoon, as I walked. I’ll leave some chores unless you can think of some chores you want done,” he said.“Really? I can think of some I want done?” I asked with a smile.“Yeah, I wish you would. As long as you don’t get your cock sucked in front of Annabelle or have your sister practice with dildos in the common areas, I trust your judgment. Text me if you have questions,” he smiled.I was so glad he trusted me.I chose a skimpy outfit for my sister for school. My sister joked that she was going to be dressed as. What I saw was white all right, but it was sleek and shiny. Just like my pink panties were sleek and shiny.“Are you wearing panties too? Where did you get them? Why are you wearing them?” My excitement soon had me babbling like a fool.“Slow down Bobbie. I will tell you what you want to know. I am just as excited as you to find someone who wears panties. They feel so good on me that I want to wear them all the time, but I was concerned I am queer. I thought no normal boy wears women’s. He imagined Rachel coming. Had she given herself a hand-job with her panties on, or had she just creamed without touching her pussy? He liked to think she'd been finger-fucking herself, her fingers slipped inside those soaking panties.He wondered what had made the girl horny.He hoped she had been thinking about him while she played with her creamy cunt and got her rocks off. He didn't suppose so, but it was a fucking good thought. He lapped hungrily at the residue of her lust, wishing heartily.