Quickly I nonchalantly cupped both hands off to the side of my bulging shorts, both knees weakened fast.She looked down and winked, noticing the prominence under taut material and the damp circle at its bulbous end. " "No, no," replied myself, "this wet spot’s from sweating.I ran back to the table before my mounting hard-on presented itself.
She just had to stand there and let us see her briefly flash bronzed skin. I stood on the steps to check out her buttocks wrapped in a sheer white/floral skirt that blew about too.Summer heat made Kathie Lee dress for comfort – Barefoot & braless, her 5’ 8" frame hung clothes like never witnessed before.Every step towards me seemed drawn out, almost surreal.The morning has yet to hit and already I feel heated while peering to the noise across the cul-de-sac, squinting being the only way to focus on the two strange folks I spot. " What appeared to be a very young child ran about on the old Taylor lawn. She was distant and gave off an hourglass silhouette through the blacktop’s eye-distorting heat vapor.Both were watching the tedious unloading of a large moving van. Endlessly h—- , always curious and a naive virgin, I dressed in sporting shorts and a floppy white ball shirt. A few fast steps through the bottom floor of my parent’s house and the side door neared me. A dream come true — Standing on my front steps was "Live with Regis and Kathie Lee" co-host, Kathie Lee Gifford.