[part one](https://reddit.app.link/bNL6r6fBM6)
Lizbeth was surprisingly shy when I got her in my bed. She sat back against the headboard with her thighs pressed together and fussed with the tops of her socks.
Since the quarantine she had changed out the tights she normally wore under her dresses to an array of chunky oversized thigh highs. I’d be a liar if I said I hadn’t thought about what it would be like to corner her in the kitchen and get a look up her skirt. The thought of her protests made my dick stiffen. I took off my shirt and undid my pants before moving towards her on the bed.
“Lets get you out of this dress.” I said. She scooted forward, her bare ass now on my comforter and helped me lift it over her head. She was braless underneath, something I hadn’t anticipated. “God, you’re perfect” I muttered, my hand grazing a pert nipple.
The full view of her was a lot to take in. I sat back, wanting to etch every detail in my mind. Her thick, messy hair was half spilling out of a loose bun. The freckles on her cheeks stood out against an omnipresent blush, a tiny smattering of them trailed down her shoulders and chest. Her tits were round and full in comparison to her small waist and her hips swelled out wonderfully on my bed.