When I returned to her, she was lying prone, having swung her left leg, bent at the knee, over the back of the sofa, keeping her right leg straight.When I returned to her, she was lying prone, having swung her left leg, bent at the knee, over the back of the sofa, keeping her right leg straight. The effect was to open her legs up completely, offering me a sexy view of the crotch of her shorts. A quick glance between her legs revealed a slight opening on the outside of the crotch of her white shorts, beneath which I could distinctly see the edge of her just as white panties. Instead of returning to my seated position next to her, I stood above the exquisitely pretty girl, looking down at her bare midriff and unbelievably sexy legs. "I turned the oven down," I said. "Then how about turning me on," she replied, beckoning me with outspread arms. "First, I have a little surprise for you," I whispered in as sexy a tone as I could muster. "I like surprises," she said with a broad smile. "Close your eyes," I commanded. "No peeking." Keeping my eyes glued to her face to prevent her from cheating, I reached under the bottom of my sweater and lifted it over my chest, then drew it over my head. I looked down at my new brassiere, a front-hooking type with solid material to the outside of my breasts, and see-through lace, embroidered with tiny flowers along the insides. Plenty of cleavage was visible through the wispy lace. Bending slightly at the waist, I grasped the hem of my skirt, then pulled it in a quick upward thrust along my bare, white legs, all the way to my waist, revealing my new, sexy, bra-matching panties. |