Woman of my dreams is making me the woman of my dreams (pt 1)

I took her into her bedroom where she immediately plopped on the bed and wanted to get frisky. I just couldn’t do it – she was too drunk. She sat and thought about it, and eventually agreed, then asked me to help her take her dress and bra off. I enthusiastically said yes, and helped her off with her things… and there she laid in a simply black silk panty with the most mouth watering lace top thigh highs I have ever seen. It was impossible for me to hide my now fully erect cock. She crawled up into her pillow and crashed out while I got her some aspirin and a glass of water. When I returned, she grabbed my hand and begged me to stay with her tonight. So, I stripped down to my boxers, and crawled under the covers with her and passed out taking in the sweet scent of her perfume.

The next morning, I awoke to the scent of her hair – it took a few moments to come to and realize that she had spooned into me and my arm was laying over her shoulder. Her ass was pressed firmly into what I had just realized was a raging hard-on. It was so engorged that it felt like my boxers were going to rip in two. I panicked a bit, as there was no way to hide it – so I tried to slowly roll onto my back hoping to tuck it away before she noticed – but the moment I lifted my arm, her hand flew out from under the covers and grabbed my wrist as she rolled her head over and kissed me passionately for several minutes.

When she finished, she looked deep into my eyes, and very seriously said “I need to ask you something – and I want you to know that you can trust me 100% - I need you to answer me honestly”. Ok – well, my raging hard is starting to go away… this sounds serious. I immediately started playing back the evening in my head thinking of just what I could have done that she might be upset about.

“do you like my panties?” she asked.

The question completely caught my tongue. It came out of left field and I had no idea how to answer it.

“yes, but I like whats in them a bit more” I cheeckily responded, trying to sound sexy.