Daryl is a boy, chided my budding concupiscent side. Mike is a man. I marched the items to the sales counter and studied the beads of a wall sconce while waiting to be rung up.Now, in the softly reflected lamp light of Mike's guest room, the suspender belt and thigh highs looked stunning. The body I thought of as utilitarian was transformed into a vision of seductive elegance.The man I hoped to impress gave a polite knock at the door.*Daryl whooped in unison with the multitudes packing Shea Stadium. Startled, I looked up in time to see the ball sail within a whisker of the foul line."You weren't even watching," he accused."Yes I was," I bristled, focusing penitently on the instant replay. It was ruled a fair ball, good for two runs. A third runner was tagged for the final out, but not until after the home team tied the score.During the commercial break, Daryl ran fidgety hands through his tousled hair. His knees jiggled restlessly. I couldn't trust myself to meet his direct. Moving his hand back to her thighs, he pushed first against the inside of one, then the other, to spread her legs wider. She gave no resistance to the movement, and moved her hips forward to the edge of the wooden seat. He pushed her short skirt up, and reached his other hand across, unclasping two more buttons of her blouse, relieving some of the strain of her breasts against the material.Slipping his hands under her thigh, he lifted her leg, and placed it across one of his own thighs, leaving her foot hanging between his legs. He held it against him with one hand, pressing his hand and the remote control to her skin. His fingertips ran lightly up and down her inner thigh, as he watched her mouth fall open."Hey," he brought a hand to her face and turned it towards him. "Look at me." She fixed her gaze on his eyes, and watched as he looked her up and down. She felt his palm return to her mound, one finger probing at her lips through the damp cotton. She edged herself forward until she.
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