Finally, her ears had been plugged with a thick foam that eliminated all but the loudest of sounds. She stood mute, deaf, and blind in the center of t...e room.She heard what sounded like a door closing and she could feel people moving around the room as their feet touched the floor. She held her breath for a moment to try to hear to get some idea of how many people were in the room but the foam frustrated her efforts.A hand lifted her left breast and bounced it several times. Another hand did. Do you want to come visit us over the upcoming long weekend and expand your horizon with a whole group of other similarly inclined people? We’re planning an orgy.”Joyce’s head had jerked around to Stacy as the proposal got laid out. She quickly said, “Hell, yes! How many people?”I responded, “If everyone shows up that we intend, there’ll be around fifteen to twenty including you two. We have three houses in a row and our neighbors are sexually enlightened. We’re also inviting a couple of others. ”“We still can,” I replied without any thought.For a few minutes we talked about our jobs, and soon it felt as if we had known each other all our lives. I realized I had an intellectual attraction to this man as well as physical. I couldn't help but wonder how it would feel to have his enormous hands covering my body. We parted after awhile, and I went back to my room. I had slipped his room number into my purse, just in case.Since I had a couple of hours to kill, I quickly kissed my husband. ‘You seem to be enjoying them? Curse you and those tights, if you ever take them off you’ll not need your manhood. By the goddess I swear this!’ Sophie grinned, slurring her words quite badly. She laughed. ‘What?’ I said, not taking my eyes off my legs. I couldn’t believe how amazing they felt. So smooth and so sheer. I was rubbing my hands up and down. ‘What’s so funny?’ ‘You! You wearing my tights. You look so funny. With your cock in the gusset. The better without, sure as the moon at night.