Even if we were not the only two people in the car, I would have easily recognized her. She was twirling a strand of shoulder length blonde hair in he... fingers.Those blue eyes felt as if they were looking at my soul. “You’re late Nate Atwater, I really don’t like it when someone can’t be on time.”“My apologies Electa.” I replied, noticing her ample bosom supported by a brown leather underbust corset. She wore a gold coral pearl blue enamel locket pendant that rested at the top of her. “I probably need to get the k**s together and head home” she said looking at us. “No!” My wife protested. “Is it bugging you, I can make them get their tops on.” She said grabbing Pattys hand. “No, No not at all. I’ve done my share of skinny dipping back int he day” she said laughing. “I just don’t want to piss Larry off any more than he already is. We didn’t go home when he wanted so its already bad.” She said looking down.My wife grabbed her chin and lifter her head up towards her. “You are. As I drove along,I tried so hard to refill my mind with thoughts of my wife, images of her smiling at me, sucking me, fucking me, but try as I might, I couldn’t lose the stupid fucking grin on my face that Rita had put there. I pulled into my parking space just as my mobile phone signalled a text message. I flipped the cover open and scrolled to my text messages and saw Victoria’s name at the top of my inbox. “Hi sexy, hope everything’s O.K. I’ll call you at 7.” it said. Even though the message. Touching her shoulder and guiding her back up straight, I repeated to her, “Every part. That way there’s no questioning each other because we both did it.”Realizing what I just did, I squinted and reluctantly accepted what I had to do next. Taking tiny steps, I turned my body around and gently dropped forward splaying my butt into the air before my best friend. I couldn’t look back to her. And sure enough, eventually, Montana’s finger rested at the top of my butt crack and started falling down.