I made much of taking off my skirt, moving it down inch by tantalising inch, revealing the thong and stay up nylons. I stood there for a minute, wearing nothing more than the bra, thong, nylons and the high-heeled shoes. With my skirt pooled at my feet, your eyes drank in my beauty, longingly, lustily. I danced over to you, and straddled your lap while continuing to move my hips to the music, grinding against your hardness. You caught your breath. I smiled, feeling the total control that I had over you tonight; control that I intended to use well. I undid my bra, letting the straps fall from my shoulders before slowly revealing each silky, smooth orb with its pert, light brown nipple. I cupped my breasts in my hands as an offering, your tongue flicked out to tease. I let you have your fun, just for a moment, knowing that too much of this sweet torture would undo all my careful planing, perhaps even bringing an end too soon to this night. I continue to grind against you,. She asked what I had done all day and I just said not much. I already knew it was going to be a boring Christmas break. Mom told me that she had run into a friend at the store and told her I was home and already bored. She thought I might like her son David to come spend some time with me. I told her not to try fixing me up with a date. I was not interested in someone still in high school and it didn’t matter that he was only a year younger than me. Besides that, he was scrawny. She told me he would be over at 7:00 and I might want to put on something nice. I went up to my room with no intention of dressing up for this guy. I heard a car pull up a few minutes later and looked out the window. That was not the David I remembered. He was tall and had filled out. From my window he looked amazing. I slipped off my t-shirt and shorts and found a denim mini skirt and pink sweater. I was starting on my make-up when Mom came up to see if I was going to come down. I was downstairs five minutes.
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