She was in shape, but not in a hardbody type of way. More like well toned. I lead her then into my living room, turned her around, and slowly and gen...tly bumped into her, forcing her slowly backwards towards the large glass sliding door that gives out to my balcony. I had bought a set of restraints that were attached to large suction cups. Those I had attacked to the large glass door: two on top, and two on the bottom. I took Melany’s right arm and attached her wrists to the right upper. I got up and rummaged through her underwear drawer. The drawer smelled like perfume and the odor made my dick stiffen. Some of her panties had stains - I think they were cum stains - on the crotch. Anyway, I don't know why, but something prompted me to try on a pair of her silky nylon hose. The material felt so good on my legs! Next I stepped into a pair of her red french cut panties. Then I caught a glimpse of myself in the full-length mirror - and was electrified.I was about 5', 2" then, and. She pulled on the handle of her carry-on suitcase and rolled it along as we headed back to the main part of the concourse."Dammit!" she kindly refrained from using some of the many choice words I knew she wanted to blurt out. From what I remembered about Melanie, despite her appearance as a petite, well-mannered young woman, her favourite curse word was twelve letters long, started with M and ended in R. "I thought it was supposed to clear up today." It is supposed to clear up later today, but. . well, maybe next time you can ask me first?” and so I promised I would and she even made me promise to ask for her permission before I ever fucked anyone else and I said “I don't think I ever will” and she said “Sure you will” and she was right and it's hard to explain but it became kind of a thing for us, almost like a game we played, kind of like the next step from what we had done before when she would ask me to tell her stories about her dad and she liked this new thing even more.And the.