Lunchtime role play for a friend
She asked me to call around mid day for a chat and cuppa. The door was ajar when I arrived so I knocked. She shouted for me to come through. The front door shut and I walked through to the kitchen.
What a vision...she stood with her back to me apparantly washing the dishes. She wore black tights, a tartan skirt and a blouse, as I approached her she whispered "don't say a word.....just touch!"
I paused for a few moments unsure but strangely wanting to fulfil this demand. I moved closer so that my hand could touch just above her ankle, I gently moved my hand up taking it to her knee and moved it over to the inside of her other leg. She braced in anticipation as I moved my hand up to the hem of her tartan skirt. I paused and moved my lips to the base of her neck. Gently kissing her neck and bringing my hand closer to the top of her thigh. I pushed my fingers to the top expecting to find her panties, but no, I was met with some very moist tights. She shuddered as I caressed her pussy and
