We'd spoke for a while, maybe a month or two, always talking about what would happen if we were to ever meet up. He only lived an hour and a half away...from me but I never thought we would actually meet. I'd just finished work at 6pm and checked my messages as I always did, it was no surprise to see that I had a message from him (let's call him James for the purpose of this story), it read "I got out work early, put a skirt on and forget the underwear, see you in an hour babe ". My stomach. I was taking to long to answer.Sorry I wasnt trying to make fun of you, God knows I get enough of that. Which chick were you thinking about? He asked me. Just like Ricky, trying to make me more comfortable. No one accuctally. It was your legging rubbing against me… I struggled to say. A suprised look crossed his face. I didnt know you were like me Ricky said. I dont know what I am, I said. I looked over at his pants, but he was wearing cargos, nothing to be revealed. I mean Ive thought about. " May I participate in this?" Oscar asked, putting his hands on Maggie's breasts.Maggie leaned back in Oscar's arms and kissed him on the cheek. "Well, since you asked so politely, you may."Oscar untied the straps on her dress and the fabric fell away from her breasts. He weighed one in each hand and then cupped his hands under them. Fiona was kissing her flanks, her hands running up and down the outside of Maggie's thigh. "Oh, my God!" thought Maggie, "I'm going to have a threesome." She. “Bill, do you need to go to the bathroom?” “No ma’am,” he replied without looking at me. I froze. The implications of what I had just heard were enormous. “Bill did you need to go to the bathroom when you last asked for a bathroom break?” “No ma’am.” Could this be? “Bill, when you last asked for a bathroom break, were you trying to deceive me?” “Yes, ma’am.” “How were you trying to deceive me?” “I asked for a bathroom break even though I didn’t need to use the bathroom because.