Angela's mini-skirt is provocatively short and her legs are slightly parted

Angela's mini-skirt is provocatively short and her legs are slightly parted, just wide enough for Mike to see the white lace of Angela's panties between her legs. His eyes slowly run up her legs, from those black stilettos, over tan-stockinged knees, up her thighs. His eyes linger on the bare flesh just visible above her stocking tops, then upward over Angela's exquisite 23 year old body. Angela's blouse is tight over the curve of large breasts, the white lace of her bra just visible through the thin cloth, and between the open buttons of Angela's blouse. Angela's blonde hair tumbles over her shoulders. But it is the look in Angela's eyes that excites Mike. Angela is hungry for a man's body, she wants. Mike wants. Mike's penis starts to rise straining with lust for Angela's body.

Now Angela sits in the black leather armchair, her legs wide. Angela leans back against the back of the black leather armchair; her legs spread and folded up. The white lace triangle of her panties focuses all Mike's lust down between her honey-tanned buttocks. Mike's eyes strain to see the dark shadow of her pubic hair through the sheer lace, and then stray to those naked thighs above the sheer seamed nylon, woman-flesh crossed by the thin straps of her garter belt in feminine white lace. Mike wants. That dull but exiting tightness between Mike's legs as muscle stretches and strains. More than anything Mike wants Angela's body against his.

Angela's skirt lies at her feet, kicked aside. Standing with her legs wide, her blouse open. Angela's thumb hooked over her panties, pulled just far enough down to show a wisp of the light brown hair between her legs. The muscles of her legs are straining: the muscles she will use when her legs are wrapped round Mike, and which will thrust her naked body hard against him as she craves him in her orgasm. The orgasm his thrusting penis, caressing hands and exploring tongue have taken her to!

Her bra is off now, golden breasts, heavy, perfectly shaped, brown nipples erect in her arousal, as large as acorns, hungry for a man's fingers and tongue to enjoy - and to excite until Angela's body is ready for Mike's penis to enter. The feel of Angela's nipples against Mike's tongue as his hand explores between her spread legs. Mike's penis is iron hard. A lock of Angela's golden hair falls over one breast, teasing Mike, emphasizing her womanhood. Now her legs are as wide as she can get them, her body almost T shaped as she sits on the floor, her legs straining wide, leaning back against the chair and thrusting her breasts upward.

Mike's penis is out now, hard, upright, straining, and sensitive in his hand. He grunts as his own fingers slide over the smooth taut skin of his shaft and that soft tip ready to penetrate Angela, over testicles swollen with semen ready to fill Angela's thirsty vagina.

Angela slips her stockings off, spreading her long, tanned, legs as she does. Legs perfectly shaped, designed for a man to fondle, to ease apart for his pleasure, to kiss until his face is buried in the hair between her thighs and his tongue tastes the sex-juice that has gushed for him. Angela's garter belt lingers briefly on her curving hips, and then it too falls. Now only a thin triangle of white lace lies between Mike and Angela's body. The ache in Mike's straining shaft is all but unbearable. Mike is naked now, ready to enjoy Angela, a glistening drop of pre-cum already on the tip of his straining, stretching penis.

Angela knows what a man wants! The supreme temptress, she poses only in her thong. Then slowly, so slowly, she slides it down her long, tanned, smooth, warm thighs. The lips of her love-slit moist and ready to kiss Mike's penis visible above the backs of those golden thighs, between her tanned buttocks made for a man's hand. She poses with her thong tight round her thighs, framing the triangle of brown fur between her legs, a look of surprised innocence on her lovely face. In close now, Mike can see every hair of her bush and the line of her love lips beneath, ready for Mike!

Now she poses naked, legs wide, breasts thrust forward, showing Mike her exquisite body from every angle, straining her legs over the black leather in ways that Mike has only ever dreamed of in lonely nights of solitary masturbation. So near that Mike can see the veins at the tops of the inside of her straining spread thighs the swollen, lips of her vagina glistening with her juice. Thrusting her breasts, she leans forward, her lips pursed at just the right height for Mike to press the tip of his penis against them and to feel the tip of her tongue roll over its swollen, woman-craving head. The tip of Angela's tongue is just showing, her eyes say she has tasted man before, now they say they hunger for Mike !

As he enjoys her, Mike runs white lace through his fingers, still giving a hint of perfume. A woman's panties perfectly shaped to show the soft curves of her body, to entice a man, for a man to peel off her body to leave her naked and ready for his pleasure. Daringly brief, thin and smooth. That thin thong strip for a man to run his fingers along, between her smooth buttocks, under her and between her legs, then further till she moans with the sexual pleasure his fingers give her. Perfect for a man to explore the curves of an excited body beneath. The curves of a woman ready for sex.

Angela is naked and ready. Her legs are wide as she lays back, her fingers teasing her vagina in her excitement. Now it is time for Mike to enjoy her body! Mike alone with Angela on his bed, her naked body his, his lust strained shaft hard and erect just for her !

Mike puts the magazine down on his bed, open at that picture of Angela, legs wide on her armchair, honey tan and blonde hair perfectly set off by black leather. His thumb and fingers close round his shaft. Silence except for Mike's grunts and the sound of his pumping hand rustling his pubic hair. In his spare hand he fingers the panties he took from his mother's drawer. As his climax rises an irrational image fills Mike's mind ' his older sister, 19, in her swimsuit. Mike grunts Angela's name and thrusts his penis forward as warm semen splashes up as far as his chest.

Mike turns the pages. Susannah, slipping off that brightly coloured bikini, then posing nude by the poolside. Jackie and Linda undressing each other then playing on the bed. '. Mike's penis starts to rise. But he glances at the clock, His parents will soon be back, He puts his mother's white lace panties back in her drawer, longingly fingers the black nylon stockings and black satin underwear she keeps there for those nights when Mike hears her wild cries and his parents' bed rattling in their passion. He puts his father's magazine back where it was hidden. He quickly looks through one of the others. Those photographs of reader's wives. Margaret, aged 45, the same age as Mikes mother, naked on her bed with her breasts swinging and that thick almost black bush between her legs. Mike closes the magazine. In his mind his semen will soak Margaret's pubic hair in his lonely bed tonight.

Mike goes back to his schoolwork for his exams. His sister in her swimsuit, rather than the math in his books, fills his thoughts.

The End