I was supposed to meet you here at five, but it's already five thirty. I wasso nervous about meeting you that I changed my clothes five times and then...ot stuck in rush hour traffic. I wanted to look great for you, but nothingI tried on was good enough. I finally settled with a short blue skirt thatfell only two inches below my ass, a white blouse, and black heels. I knowmy ass and legs look good in the skirt and heels, but my large breasts arestraining against the blouse, my nipples making hard. "I suddenly recognized them they were from the double date.I said " so what are they doing here?"He said " well we all want to fuck you."I said " get the fuck out of here " and they all grabbed me throwing me down on the bed. I tried to jump up but they held me down and began putting their hands all over me. I fought to get free put they were to much for me. I thought about screaming but didn't. I felt a hand up my dress pulling my panties off. I kicked but to no avail he got them completely. "You'll be fine, I'm sure we can make you more than passable."Jack sat in the cubicle holding the clothes Lizzie had given him. Theredidn't seem to be much options, and wearing the tights was not unfamiliarto him. In fact he had found he quite liked it and would leave them onfor a while after his winter cycle rides.The panties were OK. He was used to wearing forma fitting underwear undercycling leggings and the tights were good quality, M&S with a nice glossfinish. He was careful to bunch them. His arms try to break free until he remembers he is handcuffed and has to lay there and take all the pleasure and some of the humiliation. She rides him up and down, up and down, soon starting to slam onto his hips harder and harder. She scratches his chest down to his stomach and then grabs onto his nipples. She gives them little pinches, not too hard but enough to make Brad moan some more. Judy continues to ride him and she finally starts to moan, the pleasure comes in a wave and continues to.