He was in his 60s, clean looking, about 6 feet tall, average built. He looked in shape for his age.Since i did a good job, he was ready to do offer me...more work so he offered to meet me at a lounge for drinks one late summer afternoon. I got there and he introduced me to his wife. Beautiful tall women with long skinny legs, light brown hair, amazing body. She was younger, somewhere in her 40s. We had an amazing time, talking about different things over drinks, A bit too many for me as it turned. I can’t begin to count the number of hours I have wasted doing this. I guess they’re not wasted if you’re having fun. Nah, they’re wasted.I have moved onto tweaking my nipples when suddenly a light flashes across my closed eyes. I open them and catch a glimpse of a car speeding past. The moment I hear the car brake, I begin straightening my wet clothes. By time the car backs up, I am sitting patiently with my clenched hands in my lap. Oh no. It’s Lisa and Michael. Of the nerds I hung with in. Mare felt his hands on her hips and then felt her hips move a little faster and harder against him. She didn’t know if she had started it or if Jerry had. She than felt his hands lower and pull the bottom of her skirt higher. As he was doing that he had taking one of her hands and placed it on the knot that was holding the towel in place. She felt her skirt completely bunched up at her waist as he pressed his towel covered cock against her panty covered mound. The tingling in her pussy became a. . it wasn't my idea.It all started in my first year at university. I was a young man, goingout into the world for the first time, anxious to prove myself and get adegree.I had a tiny basement suite near the campus, with a bed, a table, a smallkitchen, and maybe just enough room to take a deep breath in, if you werecareful.It was still early in the school year when the first change hit.One day, I went into my dresser for some underwear, and all I could findwas ...Panties.Women's panties.Now, if.