1. Who Owned Me -1


    Date: 8/27/2015, Categories: First Time, Mature, Sex Humor, Author: stif266, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    was the hard part, the frustrating part, and I shook my head as I reached for the clasp of my skirt. Silly me. I unzipped my blue skirt, stepping out of it and folding it carefully so I could wear it again on Monday. I only had the one outfit and I needed to buy another one, but even with my associate's discount, the skirt and blazer were sort of expensive. Sears had docked my first paycheck to cover the clothes and I still frowned at that, as did most of the employees I'd met. &#034Woof!&#034 The dog spoke up for the first time since I'd met him and I looked over my shoulder. &#034What's the matter?&#034 I asked, standing now in pantyhose and nothing else. He merely wagged his tail, watching me from his spot on the floor. My pantyhose were of a cheap sort, hardly fancy, and if you've seen one pair, you've seen them all. The waistband was rather tight, but otherwise they were comfortable enough. They were sheer enough that my receding tan could easily be seen. I liked wearing shorts during the summer and so my legs were bronzed up to a point on my thighs just a few inches shy of my butt. The color gave way gradually to my normal pale skin tone and then I was brown again on my tummy and back and shoulders, except where my bikini top had covered my breasts. The bottom of my swimsuit I'd always covered with shorts, but the top was alright and I'd done most of my sunbathing in the privacy of our backyard anyway. The pantyhose had a cotton panel, of course, and I didn't wear ...
    panties with it. There was no reason to and so my butt was completely exposed through the thin nylon with only a long, dark seam running along the center of my ass, up the crease between my cheeks to the waistband. I felt vaguely uncomfortable then, showing the dog my butt like that, and his mouth was open, his long pink tongue lolling between sharp, white teeth as he stared at me. &#034Woof!&#034 His bark confused me and I wasn't sure what it meant. Approval? I giggled at that idea, but that's the thought that crossed my mind for some reason. I'd removed my skirt and bent over to remove it, showing the a****l my pert, round butt and he'd barked then. It seemed very strange and I honestly didn't know what to think of it. A dog couldn't possibly care about my butt, no more than he could about my breasts or anything else. He just wanted attention, I was sure. I'd been looking the other way, turned around and ignoring him, and the dog just wanted to remind me that he was still there. That he was hungry and waiting patiently for his dinner, that's all. &#034Let's check that oven,&#034 I suggested, leaving my pantyhose on and just running a thumb along the inside of the waistband. I had a little ring around my waist, a pink indentation that itched the way such things inevitably do. But I wasn't going to get completely naked in front of him; silly or not, I just wasn't comfortable with that idea for some reason. He followed me and I paid the dog little mind as I saw the tiny red light ...
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