There are some women who don’t like it, maybe even a few men. But some of us like it, a lot. In fact, I’ve been trying to figure out how to ask yo... to expand it.”Mr. Morris stepped back and held Jan at arm’s length. He looked at Jan as if she were nuts. “Expand it? What do you mean?”Jan smiled at Mr. Burton and said, “I’ve only met one of the other VPs’ wives, one of the other Junior VPs’ wives, and none of the Junior VPs. So, of course, I can’t speak for all of the people involved.“I know that. This time you pull out another emerald coloured garment which is a little larger than the last one. You bunch it out in front of you and slide your arms between two very thin lace straps and pull it over your head. The fabric flows down past your head and down over your chest until it stops just below the crotch of your panties. The two thin straps hold up two delicately formed lace triangles that cup your breasts, and your nipples and dark areola are clearly visible through the sheer material.. She said “Oh good, you can do it here.” I was shocked to say the least. It wasn't an order but it was certainly said like there was no question about it. Taken aback I just said “What?” She said as she pointed to my groin “You know, with your thingy, make the stuff come out the end, like yesterday.” Now that was language I hadn't heard before but for some reason it went straight to my dick. She had probably never talked dirty in her life and either didn't know the more appropriate words or was. The woman fiddled with her waist a moment before removing what he’d thought was a belt but seemed to be a long, silken cord wrapped around her waist. From the resulting rope she fashioned a loop and, holding it it her hand, she paused. Turning to the man, she sent him back a few steps. Then, at some unseen signal, the woman dove and rolled, finally laying out next to the body of one of their fallen. She rolled partially on top of it, wrapped her arms around it and then rolled back, pulling it.