For ten minutes Jack sat and watched as she bent over the table a few times, trying to decide if she was or wasn’t wearing knickers. To his surprise... when the game was over, she looked around the bar, located Jack, and came over and at beside him.?Thanks for the drink. I lost the game, but, what the hell. There is always next time??Hope I didn’t put you off? replied Jack, raising his glass to meet hers before she drank.?nah. Not at all. He was hopeless really, but I have played five games, and. Then, I sang the chorusonce again and as I approached the two of them, I reached between them,pushing the boy away from the girl. The girl had a confused look on herface as she looked around for the boy, who was now on the far side ofthe stage.The whole scene was symbolic. The song didn't actually say what I did toexact my revenge. Only a change in the sound and demeanor indicated thatsomething had happened.But happened it had. As the chorus ended, the shift in sound occurredand I flat out sang. We slowly stroked until his hand moved between my thighs and a finger started caressing my ass and my hole under my panties. He soon slowly put his finger in, further and further, it was an uncomfortable feeling but I let it enter me. He then turned me over on my stomach and pulled my hips back and rubbed his cock against my pantied ass pulling them down and then against my opening, up and down my ass cheeks.His cock head reached my hole. I really wanted to try this to see what the feeling. I joined their conversation, which drifted from politics to sports to sex. I told them about the day when I went to play a tennis match in our college without wearing a panty underneath my short skirt. The boys went crazy for the 45 minutes till I was on the pitch. None had seen my play but waited to get a glimpse of my exposed clean-shaved pussy. During all this time I had positioned my top as such that with each movement of hands either of my breasts were exposed to the three hunks.Also I had.