She shuddered when his roaming digits made contact with her wet pussy. A frown of satisfaction swept across his face. “Fuck, Neeley! You’ve driven...me crazy for months!” he confessed as she yanked at his belt undoing it and tugged at the button on the waistband of his pants. “You could’ve just said something instead of…” before she could finish, his mouth was back on hers. Their energies were awash with mercurial quicksilver! She trolled into his pants and freed his rigid, blood-swollen cock.. Her dare was to take a pair of slacks into the change room which was nothing more than a seven foot high cubicle with a draw-curtain hanging on a crossbar for privacy. The fabric curtain hooked to the frame at the middle. The double dare that day was to leave the curtain unhooked and open just a few inches while the dare-devil stripped naked and left her clothing on the floor; then the usual count to 100 ( a slow count like a Quarterback's one-showboat, two-showboat count all the way to 100. 45 and then the action items were documented and we mailed to all concerned. By the time we finished it was 7 PM and it was raining so I offered to drop her to her place. I had come by cab and she had come by bus. But decency demanded I drop her after all it was too late now and it was raining for her to go alone and her hubby and in laws were not in town also.Due to rain roads were in bad shape and so was traffic we reached her place and it was 8 pm then and she had no umbrella so I offered to. "N-no. It's just... distracting." What is?" I said, inching closer."Th-This stupid dick," she said blushing."Baby, I think your cock is amazing. If you think it's distracting now,just think of all the fun things I'm going to do with it when we gethome," I said, teasingly.Her blush grew three shades as she ran the mental numbers. She shook herhead, but clearly failed to clear the fog."Gah, this is so frustrating," she said, quickly trying to change thesubject. "What's the point of having this.