I even remember saying, “Why don't you all grab the tits of the woman next to you?” I looked up, and every woman had her hands on the tits of the ...omen on either side of her, pulling, pinching and tweaking their nipples. Just when I thought I couldn't take anymore without my jaw falling off, I heard someone say, “Have you all been having a good time?” There were moans, cheers, and a couple of screams. “Why don't we thank him for a job well done? How's that sound? Is that okay?” The last. Mike walked over to the window and there he saw the sexy next door neighbor struggling with a large box. Mike grabbed some shorts,threw them on and ran outside."Looks like you could use some help." he said. "Thank you so much sir." she said. Mike lifted the box and she guided him into the livingroom. "I'm Mike." he said. "Jill is mine." she said. They both shook hands and started talking. She explained about her husband being a salesman and never being in town and having a little one in. Is this the picture I wanted myfriends to see? Is this really part of me? Can I do this? I knew all ofour invited guests well. Pete and Cindy lived across the road. John andMary lived next to us on the left. Alysha and Jerome lived down the road,left at the stop sign, and third house down on the right. We golfed,camped, fished, and walked together. Our wives did wife stuff together.I guess every couple has secrets that they only share among themselves. Aswell as I knew them, did they really. … and I'm going to come right here in this elevator, in front of all these people, at the hands of this complete stranger whom I allowed to molest me, like I'm one of those desperate and irresistibly desirable women in the novels I read way too often.He pushes his middle finger against my bud, and the heel of his thumb into the hollow of my vagina and I'm imagining us there, him with one hand inconspicuously between my legs from behind, the other hand in his pocket for his own pleasure, me,.