I went to my girlfriend's recently for dinner. Her mother was wearing a grey knit dress that was about eight inches above the knee. It was so sexy that I was in a rather intense state of excitement most of the night. The top was skin tight and she knew exactly what she was doing; I loved it. When I left for the evening she gave me a huge breast hug and she rubbed herself against me. As soon as I got home, I pleasured myself three times before I could come back down to earth. I'd love to have sex with her, but I doubt if that will ever happen. All I know is that the sight of her in that knit dress will be one of my major fantasy thoughts from now until I'm taking a dirt bath.
— Dean, 28