Sandy's Journey - Sex Stories

Sandy's Journey

... and I finished up.

She made coffee, and we settled into the living room to talk. Dave was nowhere in sight. "He gets business calls at all hours," Judy explained. "I hope he'll be able to rejoin us soon." Then she smiled and said, "I'd hate to start without him." She followed with a devilish grin. She lowered her head to take a sip of her coffee, and her eyes locked on mine. As I watched, her gaze lowered, and I could see it was directly on my crotch.

A moment later Dave came back in. "I'm sorry, honey, this is going to take a few more minutes. I have a little paperwork to do. Kim is coming over to pick up the final version."

"How nice," Judy replied. "Do you think she might stay for dessert?" A smile passed between them and Dave replied, "I hope so."

Dave went back towards what must be a home office. Judy put her coffee down. She stood up and walked towards me. I started to get up, and she signalled me to stay seated.

She stopped just a foot or so in front of me. Looking down at me, she said, "Well, Sandy, you're mine for a little while yet. I've always thought you were a very nice and very talented young man, but when Dave told me about your lovely panties, it added a whole new dimension."

She put her hands on her hips and began to swivel them. She moved her feet apart. "This new part of you interested me very much."

My eyes didn't know where to look. Hers bored into my face, but those hips wriggling hypnotically drew my eyes.

She stepped forward, ...

... one leg between mine. Her hands moved around her hips, up to under her breasts, then to her thighs. "I think, for starters," she said, "We'll play I'll show you mine and you show me yours."

Her hips continued to move as her hands took hold of the hem of her dress and started to pull it up. It really didn't have that far to go anyway, but very quickly the bottom of her panties came into view. Now my eyes were locked there. Her hips continued their rhythmic motion as the dress rose all the way to her waist. Her panties were just a wisp of lace, almost completely sheer. As close as she stood to me, I could see her shaved pussy underneath it.

"Feel that fabric and tell me what you think," she said. Her hips came to a stop, and she spread her feet wider than her shoulders. I reached out tentatively. They were the sexiest panties I'd ever seen. I touched them with one finger just at their top, then traced my way down. She moaned softly, and I cupped her pussy in my hand.

"That's magnificent," I said. I tore my eyes away to look up into hers, and she smiled at me.

"I'm glad you like them," she said. With a little singing voice, she added, "Your turn." She took a step back. The dress was tight enough to stay in place. She took my hands and raised me to standing. Then she turned her back to me. Her panties were a thong. Her luscious, perfectly tight little ass greeted me. She took two steps, then turned to face me again.

"Now, what do you have to show me?" she said. She ...