Why hadn't I done that in the first place? I took my pants off,and went to pull down the panties as well, but the voice got louder. "Iwant a skirt!"... I could *feel* the voice now. Like it was jumping intomy loins. It felt so horrible, I couldn't make my hands form a solidgrip. "I want a skirt!"Shayna'd left some clothes with me once. I went over to where she'dleft them and sorted through them. Shirt, shirt, pants... no skirt. "Iwant a skirt!" But there was a dress. low-cut, cuffed. Well I knew that there were two chances I would ever see that money again (Little and None), But I humored her telling her that I would lend it to her if she would allow me to touch her titties. She always declined and said she was NOT THAT kind of girl. I just smiled at her and she left.2 days later I was just getting home when she pulled into my drive way in her boyfriends pick-up truck, I smiled at her and asked "What's up?" She told me she had reconsidered my offer, and she would let me. I then slide my thumbs into the side of my shorts and pulled them to the ground, stepping out and leaving them in a pile on the floor. Once I was naked, I stood there for a minute, trying to gain control of my heartbeat again, which was beating heavily in my chest. What are you doing Addison? “Okay,” I said quickly as I laid back down and brought the phone back to my ear. “I am back.” “Welcome back,” he said happily. I could hear the smile in his voice, and this made me smile. “So,” I began,. They hammered her hard, fast and mean. I was shocked, excited and jealous all at the same time. My heart was racing and my head pounding with adrenaline.Two minutes later they both withdrew from her mouth and cunt; then they pulled their jeans up and sat back on their seats. I walked in and found Anita was sat legs crossed, looking as if nothing had happened. After another half hour of nice chatting, Ana announced she was out of cigarettes. One of the guys said he was also; but my wife wanted.