It was locked.She ran back to the top of the stairs and yelled, "Haygood! I need your help!"Haygood came running up the stairs and into the room.Petra...said, "I think they are locked in the closet."Haygood examined the closet. He grabbed a hold of the door and yanked. Sure enough, the girls were huddled in the back of the closet.Petra said, "Thanks. Now go away. It will probably take me a few minutes to coax them out."Haygood knew better than to argue. He left the room and headed downstairs.. She was very sexy. Her husband was also trim and handsome, kind of athletic-looking about six feet tall with wavy blond hair.Nikki and Steve were also very attractive, she was really hot, a redhead with a pair of boobs that were Playboy material. She was in a tube top that just grazed the tops of her nipples contained within, her pink aureoles just peeking out for all to see. Under was the smallest pair of shorts I think I'd ever seen. Steve was wearing a Hawaiian shirt open showing his. We walked back through the apartment and into a sparsely furnished bedroom. There was an air mattress leaning up against the wall, and in one motion she tipped it onto the floor and whirled around to kiss me. I closed the door and put my arms around her as we unzipped our jackets and began groping at each other.We fumbled around for a minute as we groped and unzipped various zippers and then fell onto the air mattress. I stripped off her tank top and squeezed her breasts through her bra. She. Completely satiated, I wanted to return the favour. I also wanted to wipe that shit eating grin off his face. You know… that superior, smug smile a guy gets when they think they’ve done a great job. Maybe it was my competitive streak flaring or a hidden need to one-up him, but I thought to myself, Oh yeah? I can do better! Flinging a leg over his hip, I pulled myself up into a straddling position across his chest. Rocking my hips back, I rubbed myself down his chest and stomach. I could feel my.