Fred watched Vicki start to stand, removing her garters slowly.  He wanted to cry out and tell her not to remove those lovely stockings, which only made her shapely legs all the more alluring, but he soon seen what she was doing.  She was becoming as daring as he could ever hoped she had been, as her silk panties were worked down her thighs and to the ground.  As she stepped out of them, Frederick's eyes burned up and down her body, taking in the most intimate parts of her.  He had never seen her pussy before but he had always known she had shaved, save for that one little tuft of ginger that stood above her pussy.<br/><br/>She was even more beautiful standing there in just her garters and stockings than in his wildest fantasies.  So, of course he would have been the one to jump at the opportunity to help her readjust her garters.<br/><br/>"Allow me."<br/><br/>Deft yet shaking fingers helped her move the suspenders back in place.  He paused, his fingers reaching out once more to run down her leg, from the top of her stockings to the bottom of her ankles.  The silken caress of her hosiery against his hand was positively intoxicating.  He looked up at her, grinning sheepishly, before retreating once more to watch the others strip off an article of clothing.<br/><br/>"Couldn't help myself."