I started rubbing harder and I could feel him wobbling in the knees. Like my friends? , I asked impishly 　, Oh yes, Chet groaned 　, Like w...tching them get &hellip,fucked? , I said with heavy emphasis on fucked Oh yes , Chet said wobbling some more I leaned forward and whispered Want to see me get &hellip,fucked? Chet just groaned and leaned back, I could feel him stiffen even more in his pants and then my hand felt a dampness. I looked down and a wet spot was already spreading in. Because we text each other almost daily for months we all are basically up to date on what is going on in each other’s lives. They text me together and then supposedly unbeknownst to the other I also chat with each one individually. Tom messages me on WhatsApp and we talk about work, sports, and his fantasies to have a guys only weekend with four or five guys at his cabin in the mountains. He also tells me how much he wishes we could play together just him and I. Simultaneously, Susan messages. So let's just let it be... and stay friends." With that I just turned, and walked away from her. That should have been enough, but it wasn't. Before I knew it, she waswalking beside me, "You know you've disappointed me. I expected more fromyou. You're just like them. I seriously thought, at least you, would bedifferent, and understand me." I had to stop at that and stare at her, "Who are them? Who am I justlike?"Her eyes rolled for a moment into the back of her head as she let out along sigh,. Having her around everyday sure cut my fetish time down! Although we had great sex together, both sharing in my panty perversion, I was missing the alone time spent on the computer looking up panty sites and chatting with others and also really missed being able to go out and indulge in no strings sex with guys and hookers! I still did manage to sneak away when Rachel was at work but the evenings were spent together and thus the prime time for encounters was quashed! Rachel went to the gym.