I walked around the bar and put my hands on her hips. Then began a moist whisper in her ear.“what would you say if I asked you to come up to my roo...m for the evening?” I began kissing her neck as I ran a hand over her ass and snaked a hand over her stomach to pull her closer to me.“what about my boyfriend? What about your fiance?”“they will never know, one night of sport fucking and they never need to know” I turned her around and kissed her. “I will make it worth your while orgasm wise I. ”After that one, I decided to give up until we got there. This was my third time seeing him ever in my life. Once a long time ago, second time 2 days ago, and the third one now. So why do I have to make an impression? Because he’s dating another girl, and I know she can’t stand up to me. This is my last chance to win the love of my life back. I may sound cocky and arrogant but I promise you I am not. I just know what I want and what my soul desires. We pulled up to the house. There he was in. Again, I could have said something, but I didnt. He started rubbing my clit between his two fingers, and then would stick a finger in my pussy, shoving it in, taking it out, shoving it in, taking it out. That hurt. I liked it when he was playing with my clit though. Before the end of summer, he was sleeping in my room most nights, alternating between fingering me and playing with my clit, jacking himself off with my hand. Eventually I started doing it on my own, without his hand to guide me. I. With trembling hands took out a pair of pink nylon panties, suspender belt, dark nylon stockings, pink lacy bra and a fulllength nylon petticoat. Stripping naked, he steeped into the suspender belt pulled the nylon stockings up his shaven legs, his pathetic tiny penis grew to its full two and a half inches, as pulled the pink panties up over it. The bra and petticoat soon followed and he stood looking at him self in wardrobe mirror, stroking his tiny prick under the nylon panties, excited by.