Still, he wanted to ride along with me for the day, so I told him to grab the Green Shotgun (beanbag rounds) from my armory plus his own guns and a pa...r of flack jackets. We both had personal weapons plus backups. I was pretty sure Mark could not locate us, and if he did he would not try anything, because he was still locked in an FBI mindset of lawful, by-the-book action. But as I have indicated, I routinely exercise a little excess paranoia.In the C-1500 Tango still really felt the need to. At this point I was definitely sporting a semi that was starting to make my Jockeys cramped.When we finally reached the lake we were both sweaty and hot. The water looked very inviting.“Pity I didn’t suggest we bring swimming clothes,” I said. “Cause we really don’t want to be walking in wet clothes later.”Barb looked at me, reached for the knot in her blouse.
“There’s always skinny dipping…” she said. “It’s a very free feeling.” Between my semi-erect friend and her enlarged breasts I wasn’t. Nude pantyhose were pulled down along with a lacey and extremely skimpy pair of panties.Whispered directions got Jessica to stand on one foot, balancing with one hand on the wall. Nan removed a high heel and drew the pantyhose and panties over a shapely foot that slipped back into the just abandoned shoe. A repeat on the other side and Nan stood back up. Her hands circled Jessica and slid up. A quick rug and the young woman's heavy breasts spilled free, only to be immediately covered by my. "No, no, I can't do that. I have never been with a man other than my husband." I still held her, and lifted her face up to kiss her. At first she resisted, then began to respond.My tongue darted in and out of her mouth, then I moved my hands under her blouse. She backed off, and said "you had better leave, now." .