Ava decided to dare me first. “I dare you to show everyone how you masturbate and make yourself cum”. I was a bit hesitant at first, but didn’t ...ant to be the first person to chicken out of a dare, so I decided to go for it. I laid on my back and removed my panties. I raised my legs so my feet were flat on the ground and then rubbed my left hand up and down my shaved pussy. I put my left index finger into my pussy. Everyone was looking at me and I knew I would never be able to cum if I was too. Oh no! Poor me! I have to sacrifice myself and down this beer. Too bad! Yeah, alcohol on a hot, lazy Saturday afternoon. What could possibly go wrong?Holy cow, I thought as I started feeling dizzy just a couple of minutes later. This time, the booze hit hard and fast.I had hammered down about half of the can in a single sip. I really needed this. Without second thoughts, I greedily swallowed the second half as well. I was losing quite some water through perspiration although only walking around. Proud of my efforts, I twirled in my heels andpicked up my bag from the dresser and walked downstairs to meet some ofthe other wives for lunch. Marisol had put every lunch and socialoccasion she went to in her organiser, which I had read and followed.Walking through to the garage, I unlocked her red Lamborghini Murcielagacoupe and slipped into the drivers seat. Starting it up, I sat still andlisted to its engine, when I got my male body back, I was going to buyone of these, I had decided.I had. She was my first. ‘Lesley,’ I breathed. ‘You remembered,’ she whispered. I peeled away the phony facial hair and gave her a proper hello. Our lips met again, now fully aware of the other. The passion felt so many years ago, still evident and so real. A kiss can be an innocuous act, or like this one, can convey ten thousand words. Lord how I missed her. Remembering where we were, I pulled her to me and we got the hell off the stage. Safely in the broom… ah… er… dressing room, I peeled away the.