I just casually stick my hand inside. I'm not really focusing here because he's like doing stuff to me too.
Anyways, so I pull the pants down a lil' bit.
And I look down.
He's not really commando. He's wearing underwear.
But that's gotta be the tiny pair of briefs I've ever seen.
Actually, those aren't briefs.
That's a thong.
Like a woman's thong.
I know it because I have that same thong from Victoria;s Secret. It s a VERY SEXY LACE THONG IN PEACH MELBA.
So I like look at him, like in a lil' bit of shock.
This story is toooo good and I'm like lolling so hard I'm gonna stop for now and tell you the rest later.
I know, I AM SUCH A TEASE, huh?
LOL ;) Love you too!
Hugs and Kisses and Lots of Love,
Alexis Angel
Freeway Wha?
OMG I was not trying to leave you on a cliffy...
I honestly had to send another email first to talk about the wrong freebie and then it went on so long I realized that it was gonna be too late to send another so I had to wait.
So anyways I didn't get a chance to send about Freeway yesterday either because I had dance class like normal - remember that's how Freeway picked me up in the first place) and then I had to go meet a girlfriend and talk about Freeway and his panties and then also Dodgeball.
Anyways, lets go back and talk about Freeway and his wardrobe incident. When we last left our hero (I guess) he was sitting on my couch and pawing at my boobs and kissing my neck and I was all like oooh and aahhh that feels good and my hands were getting into his pants.
And I got under his pants and then I felt his undies. Except they were women's undies! Lace!
And insult to injury, a pair that I had! OMG!
So, now I'm looking up at Freeway, (oh btw I don't remember every single thing we said so I'm kinda piecing together and improvising at times) but I'm like "Seriously? A thong?"
And what does Freeway do?
He smirks! Like WTF!
He's like, "Sometimes I just want to feel a bit sexy."
Ok, yeah, that would be a good statement. FROM A GIRL!
Don't get me wrong. "I'm not judging, but dude, that is so not turning me on when you say that," I tell him. Like he's free to do whatever he wants. I'm not gonna tell him it's right or wrong. But I mean, if he wants to stick his dick inside of me, I'd prefer he pull it out from a pair of boxer briefs, ya know?
Is that so much to ask for in this day and age? Has dating really gotten to the point where I should give bonus points for wearing gender-correct underwear?
"I'm gonna need a lil bit to process all this, but I don't feel in the mood anymore, Freeway," I tell him and he's like getting up off the couch and standing up. His pants kinda fall and I get a full view of his thick, hard uhm...member? And how it's encased in a thong.