Didn't that feel good?"Good? Nicki couldn't find her voice. She sat in the sticky pooling mess on the table, unable to focus on anything but the waves...of fading pleasure rushing through her body. Tasha turned off the machine and began cleaning up. She handed Nicki a warm washcloth."Thanks." Nicki couldn't help but flush. She slipped her panties back on, glancing in the mirror to smooth her hair. "Oh my god... Tasha... that was..." I know." Tasha's eyes were bright as she tossed the. “Didn’t you ever want to play with a woman?” I asked her.She looked at me shyly. “I’ve thought about it,” she confessed.She looked away, then turning back, she whispered to me so quietly that I had to lean in to hear her. “I’ve wanted to try with you!”“We’ve plenty of time,” I told her confidently.I believe this was the turning point for Angela. I told her more and more details of my swinging experiences. Angela was all ears! I boasted about my husband: the way he could charm women, turn them. .. I have to bring him here, so upon entering the room he will see my butt in front of him, bending over the bathtub. With one hand I managed to reach the closet and threw the towel on the floor. I was ready to call him “Peter, could you please come here to help me?”. I heard the footsteps and I noticed he is right behind me. It took him quite a few long seconds in silence before he asked - “Sure aunty, what do you need?”. I replied, “I forgot to place the towel on the closet to dry the little. That girl was crazy, alright ... but so was he!There was that time, well several times, that he “had” to pick her up after school. She dropped into his car in her typical Catholic high school uniform with its now definitely too short pleated skirt and its definitely too tight white button-down shirt. She immediately got rid of her buckle shoes and yanked off her socks. There’s nothing like fucking a 16-year-old “Catholic” girl with her skirt up to her hips and bra-less shirt unbuttoned,.