She put her hands to them in a gesture of innocent embarrassment. "Oh my god, is it that obvious?"I laughed aloud, and for a moment my body went in tw... very different directions. The older brother in me wanted to pat her on the head and say forget about it; the other part of me couldn't help but react to that abashed but still mischievous grin. I shrugged, trying to suppress the laugh that had done nothing to ease her embarrassment. "It happens." No," she groaned. "No, John, it's so bad. I'm. With a deep breath, I leaned in, and kisses her. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and quickly I wrapped mine around her waist. We kissed, slowly, over, and over again. Some force inside me caused me to reach for her dress zipper, pulling it down, I let go half way. She stopped kissing me for a moment. "Oh please Carter, please?"she seemed to plea. So I continued unzipping her dress, and then slipping it over her head. A shear white bra had only remained. She nodded, as if giving me the ok. “Let’s have a break now boys, so I can get ready for Harold!”As the boys made coffee or poured out some beers, I got changed in the bathroom. I was really looking forward to giving old Harold a treat! I put on some very special and expensive new panties. These are two-tone silk in red and cream, full-cut with a nice wide and soft gusset, but they have tie-sides. They feel so smooth and soft and they are a turn-on for me just to wear them. I know Harold will love them too. I slide some red silk. I looked up and TJ and Chiquita and asked if they wanted to play our game? They both wanted to, but were reluctant. Chiquita spoke up first of course with, "You all are Crazy! I like to play, but I don't know about this whole slave thing." I asked, "Do you think I'm a bad or mean person?" She responded, "No, it's just that this is kinda freaky you know." I asked her, "Have you ever let down your defenses and just let yourself have fun, relax and let someone take you someplace you've never.