Damn my brain! I blame you, you're teasing me now with your words, putting ideas in my mind. Must be good. Must not touch. Argh!Walking back to the ca... we nudge, playfully trying to push each other into lamp-posts, bollards. OK it's an excuse, on my part at least, I just want to touch you. This may kill me by the end of the day, why do I say such silly things?In the car I drive, you rest your hand on my leg, teasing me, I make you take it back. Rules are rules. As soon as I do I kick myself,. It was an uncommonly warm day; it had reached the high sixties. I was wearing a knee-length wool skirt for warmth and ease of access with a button up blouse and sweater combo. I wouldn’t need to get undressed to be touched, eaten or fucked.Terry grabbed the blanket from the back of his car. It was an Army surplus wool blanket and came in quite handy. We spread it out, ate our victuals, and talked about the movie.When we were finished with the food, we packed up our trash, and he put it back. She just lay back against the bench as he rubbed her clitoris and she couldn’t help herself as she opened her legs.He quickly realized she was getting wet and pushed a finger up her vagina. He pulled away from her and started pulling her pants down. But although it was a secluded spot and in the dark it was also a short cut and she was scared of someone coming.There was a park area not far away and he pulled her towards it. Finding a large clump of bushes he took Janice behind them and laid her. Neither the host or hostess bothering to change for dinner, or being anything but polite, but there was something neither guest could put their finger on, it was an atmosphere, nothing tangible just …something slightly out of the ordinary. They both took it to be imagination, anyway the gong went for dinner and they were led into a large and well-furnished room, the meal was sumptuous and waited on by a couple of rather exceptional Amazonian type ladies, fit strong and exceptionally shaped,.