I guess. Just once I'd like to meet someone who wasn't a complete wimp. Most of the guys we meet are like lapdogs, following us around, hoping for a t...ste. Either that or they're overbearing oafs. It'd be nice to meet someone who knew what I liked." What are you going on about?" asked Kendra, entering the kitchen with a towel wrapped around her body and another around her head. "Is that mine?" she asked Elaine, sitting down and reaching for the spare cup.Elaine nodded."I was just saying,". She said it sounded like a great idea, admitting that she heard through the g****vine about the party and was always hoping for a chance to be invited. That Saturday, over at Veronica’s, our party was getting underway along with several other friends. I mentioned that I invited Kate, and everyone seemed surprised that she’d be interested. I guess she still had the image of the bookish nerd. Laurie asked if Kate was aware of the sexual acts and open masturbation that were a part of the last few. ‘Give me a minute to lock the doors and turn off the lights and I’ll be right up.’ Cyndi went upstairs, turned down the bed and was pulling on a pair of nude thigh-high stockings when Reg came into the bedroom. He quickly stripped and lay back on the bed as he watched his wife slowly encase her long sensual legs in the stockings. After putting on the stockings, Cyndi stood up and as she was putting on a pair of black pumps, she smiled appreciatively at the site of Reg’s rock hard cock sticking. And she did continue to deliver, in so many ways. But she did promise a surprise, which I was much looking forward to. In the meantime, I every single day for a month she let out a little more slack on what she had done.I had taken her at her word. That she couldn't deal with me anymore and that week started fucking the linebacker. That was true. But that wasn't her virginity. There was one guy while her family was on vacation two months earlier in the summer. I had been turning her on a lot by.