She was standing right by the rail, and the lad realized that his every step closer to her let him see further up her dress! The awestruck boy just stood there, staring up.She was standing right by the rail, and the lad realized that his every step closer to her let him see further up her dress! The awestruck boy just stood there, staring up. Her lightweight wool circle skirt swished and swayed around her legs with her least movement. Larry could see her slip beneath it, and was surprised that it wasn't white, like his mom's slips, but beige, with a frilly lace hem. Her shoes were remarkably tall, with narrow spike heels more than four inches high. They were the highest heels he'd ever seen! They were exactly the same yellow color as her sweater. Her hair was blond and long, and flowed in counterpoint to her skirt when she'd turn her head. When she bent over to pick up a box, he thought for a second she'd seen him. He ducked under the stairs and held his breath as long as he could. He knew he shouldn't be peeking like this, but it really was an accident, and anyway, it wasn't his fault if he just stood there, was it? After a few more agonizing seconds without hearing anything from above him, he stuck his head tentatively out from the shadows, scanned the empty room, and looked up, again. This time, he was really surprised. The woman had put one foot up on the next higher step, resting the box on her knee to look through it. Larry could see farther than ever up her skirt! The boy was entranced with the feminine vision thus displayed. The long curve of her sheerly clad leg was visible right up to the darker shade of her stocking tops. He didn't really understand why, but looking up into the inviting lace and nylon cavern somehow made his penis crawl inside his shorts, like when his dad drove over a bump in the car when he wasn't expecting it. When the woman turned and walked down the stairs, he suddenly started walking too, as if he'd just come in. |