She understood completely. I could tell by theway she eyed me up and down, noticing details I thought I could getaway with, that others would glance o...er and not register. Mydelicate watch that would remain hidden under my oh so straight shirtsleeves, my pure silk socks hiding stockings underneath, my ladiescourt shoes that were so close to the edge and gave me a thrill whenpeople gave them a second glance. I knew she would do things to methat my wife hadn't even heard of. I knew I could trust. To make matters worse we were all sat in a semi-circle with me on the end so pretty much everyone could see me. I could hardly sit still; I felt like everyone knew I was naked beneath my skirt and I constantly smoothed my dress down and tightly crossed my legs. Even though I was terrified that someone might see up my skirt I couldn't help feeling slightly empowered in a strange way. I felt so sexy!My knee length skirt was the regulation length and I wasn't the only girl wearing one but,. The few times I’d accompanied Shauna to Roger’s place, David had been out. And every other time I’d seen Roger, either on campus or with Shauna, it seemed that I’d just missed David. I was seriously beginning to wonder if he was real. It was starting to feel like one of those ruses where everyone pretends someone exists for the benefit of playing an inside joke on some poor fool. Which in this case, would be me. ‘I don’t want to intrude.’ Shauna wasn’t in the habit of inviting me to their. “We can’t really hide anything from each other.”“Well I don’t think you want to see my boner...” I muttered, and turned around, still subtly pulling my T-shirt down to cover my crotch. She looked at me, pouting, but only slightly. “Don’t make assumptions on what I do and don’t want.” she said. Then she put her arms around my neck, and pulled her body in close to mine. There she swayed back and forth, making me even harder. I looked down at her face to see that she was smirking. She knew exactly.
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