” she said skeptically.I eventually picked out a form fitting, satin, medium blue sleeveless dress with spaghetti straps. The skirt was cut to mid t...igh. A pair of strappy, silver, 4” heels completed the look. As Nichole stood in front of the mirror squirming she said “God, I’m so fat. Emma, I don’t know… can’t we find a tent or something?” looking extremely uncomfortable.At 5’ 4” Nichole is 5” shorter than me. Her boobs are about the same size as mine and just a little perkier, a bit rounder. Not hesitating to respond. She is waiting just inside the door, behind the pane of glass that lets passersby see the diners closest to the street. I have loved her since college, though we are now two years from our last passing through those ivy gates, and working in the clean grey town nearby: an adjustment to adult life that has replaced schoolboy days without fanfare and has yet to feel quite right to me. We are meeting for dinner, though only as old friends, we have never dated—she has. She had just closed her front garden gate when she turned to see Kathy and Michelle walking towards her with large grins on their faces. Kathy and Michelle were neighbours of Fiona. They shared a flat three doors away on the same street.Fiona had met them for the first time two days ago at Mary's hen party. Both girls were twenty years old, much younger than forty one year old Fiona but they had enjoyed embarrassing and humiliating her, as did the other women at the party. (see Fiona and the. Tonight when Mom is asleep, come to my bedroom. I’ll be naked and waiting for you.”“OK. I’ll be there. But right now I want to fuck you again,” he said as he pushed her on to her back, then rolled his own body over hers. Reaching down between them, she grabbed his cock and guided it to her cunt entrance, which was still wet and well lubricated with their juices. His cock slid easily into her and this time they made love slowly and gently until they both reached a satisfactory orgasm.”After.