She looked sternly at my husband and just rolled her eyes, shook her head then moved down the line to refill drinks.Rick pulled me forcefully into the...mens room.“Jesus you guys are pigs,” I laughed. It smelled of piss, puddles on the floor around the single urinal. There was one stall. We entered, pulled and locked the door. He began kissing me again, this time not so gentle as before. He pushed me down onto the toilet and removed my top. My tits felt free and happy as he sucked my nipples. Followed quickly by my hatred of her for cheating with Nick behind my back in the first place. I yelled at her that I knew all about her lying, cheating affair with my so-called friend. I knew she knew I already knew, but I threw it at her anyway, but making her affair seem as cheap and gawdy as I could. With as many curse words tossed in as I come up with.I yelled at her how I had heard her at the Ramada, ho ho, telling Nick she would only suck him off because yadda, yadda. This little tidbit. It kind of hurt.“Don’t worry about me,” smiled Dan. “All I’m going to do is hit you a few times until you fall down. What you should really be worrying about is what she’ll do to you. She can get a bit feisty when she’s crossed and right now she’s looking seriously pissed.”The guy looked down at me and I glared at him. I guess I tried to look extra-pissed. It wasn’t that hard to do because I really was getting mad. I jerked my arm back and he let go enough for me to get my arm free. What was it. I checked her lingerie drawer and found a nice pair of partially see-through designer bra and pantie in black. I was already too excited and even slightly shivering with anticipation as I put on the lingerie. I realized what he meant about his daughter’s clothes fit me. It seemed like she had a similar figure and size as mine with kind of small boobs, about A cup or so. So, her bra fit me quite nicely.I wore the sari and put on some bangles and earrings. I also found a nose-ring in her drawer.