I only smile, and continue to lead you to the center of the big lawn, its lavish carpet of recently-cut grass feeling wonderful underneath our bare fe...t. Glancing back, I notice how the rain has soaked your hair and it's hanging limply about your shoulders, and in your face. Your white cotton top, tied at the waist and exposing just a bit of your flat tummy (just the way I like it) has become transparent. Even your tiny denim shorts have become appreciably darker in the rain that has now become. " Come on! Just for fun."Taking the dress from her, "Okay but how am I going to hold it up? Idon't have boobs?" It ties around the neck, you don't really need boobs."As I emerge from the dressing room both Gwen and her friend Carlygasp in marvel."You look fantastic Chris!" says Gwen"You really do," adds Carly.I twirl in the dress, letting it's skirt bottom swing back andforth. I can't believe how wonderful this does feel. My little manboobs give the halter a little something. I wouldn't want. I pulled his cock through the fly of his boxers and taunted Veronica to look.“Come and help me with this,” my last words before taking him into my mouth.He was hard and hot. I could feel his pulse. I sucked and stroked James’ cock while watching Veronica, hands still over her eyes. I leaned over to pull off James’ boxers, and Veronica finally lowered her hands, taking in the sight of his cock. “Help me,” I whispered.Without saying a word, she leaned over and wrapped her hand around my husband’s. With Missy and Gail flanking me, gripping my arms, and Fran bringing up the rear I didn't have a prayer.Then corridor to the pool was lined by at least half the cheerleaders, including Mickey Kelly of the Marvelous Mammaries! Oh, and making me feel even more exposed than usual, they were in their cheerleader outfits, worn only on very special occasions and by special dispensation -- saddle shoes, short pleated skirts, tight sweaters, ribbons in their hair, all scarlet and gold, instead of being.