Deciding it was better thannothing, I hastily stepped into the panties and pulled them up my legs,shimmying them into place as they reached my hips, c...inging snugly to mygenitals and butt. I'd been right, though - the fabric only covered theinner third of my butt cheeks, leaving the other two thirds free to theair. It was an odd sensation - wearing clothes but feeling naked still.What was worse was the twitching sensation in the front of the panties asmy cock stirred awake. It had been. ... she thought he might be gay because of a drunken night she walked in on. This made me want to fuck her like the tequila nights of our early sexcapades. So the night moves on and another one of her alcoholic girlfriends (lets call her drunky) comes over and starts to shotgun beers with her and her husband. I just pound a few beers as the hours wear on cuz in my mind Im thinking how to get us alone for a quickie. Maybe i can say we're going for food. I turn to tell her this and notice her and. One guy presented an idea that my wife and I decided was best and I wrote him back to let him know we'd be there.The guy's name was Joe (or at least that's what he told me) and his plan was for a party with us as the main attraction, but he promised we wouldn't be the only people fucking. He was going to arrange a room in his house with couches around the walls and a sturdy table in the middle so we'd be elevated and everyone could see us. He said that the invitation demanded that each person. It was a dead town, which had once had a population of around fifty thousand. It was a forty-minute drive with my truck, into town. I was in the middle of nowhere, and I liked it that way.I had been using my generator sparingly, but I was still getting low on fuel. I had only fifteen gallons in cans, and seven gallons in the generator itself. I only used it on really cold days, or to prevent my potbelly stove or kitchen stove from smoking and telling people someone lived out here. The generator.