It was one of the more opulent condos located on Wrightsville Beach. She counted upward and realized his condo had to be either the top floor, or pent...ouse, or just below it. Either way, it was prohibitively expensive and afforded the best views on the Island.After talking with Katy on the phone earlier, Natalie knew she would probably go to bed with him. She uttered a silent prayer, and then conveniently put aside any feelings of guilt. Maybe I'm just a common slut, she thought as she entered. The wait in that parking lot just made the anticipation grow. Back on the road, it was only a few more minutes to their place. It was late and very dark. We parked in their driveway and then followed them into their house. We got comfortable on a couch while Pete opened some beers. As he brought us drinks, I could see in his eyes that he was very excited for what was about to happen.Pete sat down on the arm of the couch next to his wife, who was sitting next to my girlfriend, and I was. She spoke to her friend giggling and she ask if we could go somewhere else, I ask her about her hotel room.Off we go, my coworkers, that didn't know there way around where left there with her friend. I started driving, she's touching my crouch with one hand and she's has her other hand inside her daisy dukes fingering her pussy, she showed me how wet she was by bringing her fingers to my lips, she smelled divine. We stop a this other bar and afterwards when we were leaving and in the parking. He would never know I was in your house. “ “I don’t know. I try so hard to be a good girl, but I always end up doing things I shouldn’t. My daddy says I’m naughty.” “I’m surprised,” I said. “You don’t look like a naughty girl. And you are trying to be good and obey your father.” “Thank you, mister,” she said, “I do try to be a good girl, but it isn’t always easy.” “What do you mean?” I asked. She looked up at me through the screen door, twirling her pigtails around her finger. She didn’t speak.