She tossed it to Ms. Red, who caught it one-handed."Before I was a bitch," she said, "I was one helluva baseball player."The other girls laughed. I gu...ped.Ms. Red positioned herself behind me. I heard her unscrew the cap on the lube."Open wide, honey," she said.I reached back to spread my butt cheeks. My face was buried in the leopard-print fabric. It smelled like perfume. Ms. Red massaged my bunghole before slipping one finger inside me. She pumped me slowly. Only when I was totally loose did. You need to go ahead and let me pick out my new sunglasses, and I expect you to buy me a cool surfboard for Christmas. If you want, we can stop by the shop and I can tell you what I like.”“That would be helpful. When did you think we should do that?”“Now would be good.”I sent a text to Fritz and he told me he needed a few more minutes. I paid our bill and went over to Louise Ward’s table. I had to grab Halle’s hand to get her to go with me.“Ms. Ward, I’m David A. Dawson and this is Halle James.. Her hands dropped to her side, and her bra slipped off her body and tumbled to the floor. I found myself staring at her gorgeous bare chest. Still she casually looked in a different direction, as if the thought that I might be hiding in the dark never occurred to her.When she yawned and stretched, shoving her chest forward in the process, my heart leaped in my chest. The sight of that sexy pose on the very beautiful and very topless Sarah Laurent would forever be burned into my memory. Then she. Then my wife asked if he could see her soon. Which Jason then told her in few days maybe, she emoji him a sad face. Heather went on to say she wanted his cock and he told her she would get it soon by saying, “don’t worry “I‘ll fuck you, you bitch soon”. I as surprised he called Heather a bitch. But it didn’t bother her because she said she was wet thinking about him, but what I liked the most in her text was that when my wife had become very horny from this, her fantasy and mine came through.