There is another knock on the door and on opening it I find Peter, the last of my friends. He comes in and after introducing him to John and Dave, we ...re soon all sitting around in just our pantyhose, or in Peters case he is wearing a pair of sheer tan pantyhose over a black suspender belt and black seamed stockings. After a couple more drinks and a good chat about our experiences while we all stroke our own cocks a little I reach out and put my hand on Johns cock where he is sitting beside me. I approach the conference table removing my suit jacket commenting on how warm it is. Dropping the jacket over a chair I gave her no recourse as I tell Jenna to give me her jacket so that she may become more comfortable as well. She hesitated momentarily and then a sly smile accented her soft lips as she removed and handed me the jacket. As our hands meet, I again see that flicker in her eyes that reflects a degree of apprehension as well as smoldering desire.I now pursue the opportunity to. .. I was the last to finish and Mrs Roberts came up to me and thanked me for my effort. I was pleased to see her, but I had smelt terrible."Could I use your bathroom please, I have a bit of a problem." Certainly, but what is the matter?" My shirt was pissed on by the woman who dressed as a Gypsy." "Oh my God that must have been Jeena. She's a bit of a wild card. I'm so sorry for you. You must come up stairs and change out of your smelly shirt."She took me in to the house and we went. The white was semi-transluscent and I could vaguely see her areoles and nipples through the fabric. Her nipples were definitely prominent. It was clear to me that I had been invited over for more than a drink which made me bold enough to say, “Oh my god Kate, your tits are awesome!” She replied, “I'm glad you like-em.” Then she smiled and gave her shoulders a little shimmy to make them sway in my face. I downed my g&t pretty fast and Kate got up and vanished only to return a few seconds later.