The Invitation Part 4

"Hmm," she purred. "You look a bit like a girl. Except that big lump
in your knickers. That doesn't look very girly at all. Have you been
playing with yourself honey?"

Jack reddened. Why was it that he kept allowing himself to be placed in
situations where he ended up being embarrassed by her?

"I think you have, you naughty boy." She reached out with her hand and
gently scrapped the nail of her index finger down the underside of his cock
through the soft shininess of the white satin. "Were you wanking your cock
in these satin knickers? They're not very clean are they? Did you have a
little accident in them yesterday?"

As she spoke she wrapped her hand half way around Jack's cock, holding
him through the shiny material. "Is that why they have this big stain on
them? Did you cum in them? That's terrible," she cooed. "What could
possibly have made you do such a thing?" She was stroking him through the
material now, firmly but gently rubbing him through the already soiled
underwear up and down the length of his shaft from his balls to the tip of
his now throbbing cock.

Sally leaned a little closer and began to tease his balls through the
material with the nails of her other hand. As she did so she began to rub
her leg against the inside of his stocking clad thigh, adding yet another
sensation to those already overloading him. Involuntarily he squirmed a
little on the couch, but that just increased the sensations as the sating
of the knickers caressed his buttocks and the silk-like stockings caressed
his entire legs. Even the gentle tug of the suspender belt seemed suddenly
too delicious to be resisted. Jack's back arched as Sally's nails
alternately caressed the underside of his cock through the knickers and
gently stroked his shaft. A groan escaped his lips and his back arched
further.

"Oh sweetie, does that feel good?" she whispered.

"Yeah," Jack managed through the rising sensations, struggling to