They arrived in good time and enjoyed a fantastic meal with Johns boss, Peter, and his wife Pamela. They were in their mid fifties and such great fun....Lisa had met Peter twice before at work functions but only briefly. He was a very handsome man and a self made multi millionaire. She had never met Pamela before but they hit it off straight away as she was very witty and funny. The evening went well but Lisa knew she had perhaps drunk a tiny bit too much wine and as they retired to the bar for. She looks at me and says, “Ah, your Jay right?” “Yes that’s me. How did you know? Are you Kari?” “No I’m Sandy. Who’s Kari?” She quizzed “Never mind. Sorry to disturb you so late.” I said rather deflated. I turn to make my way home and before I get off the last step of Kathy’s porch I feel a hand on my shoulder. “Wait. Please come in. I have a problem in the house. Maybe you can help.” Sandy said. Without another word I just go in and wait for instructions. Sandy starts by telling me that she. Literally, ripped off, they were really quite muscular. It only turned me on more. Then he began rubbing the head of his dick against my ass-cheeks. It made me feel only more wanton, like I was their personal slut for the night. Even if I hadn’t wanted it, I would have been. After a second or two Billy’s dick was hard. He spread my thighs a bit, not really enough to open me up and reached between my legs. He rubbed my clit then, hard and fast, unlike anything I had ever experienced, the way he. ..I have to g...go!" I exclaimedbreathlessly and nearly exhausted. "Lay back down now, I want you to enjoy your pretty outfit," she said butI continued to crawl off the bed. She got up and pushed me back down in aswirl of satin. "We're not done yet sweetie and you are not goinganywhere," she said as she quickly went to the bedroom door and lockedit. I struggled, fighting the huge dress to get up as Madge quickly rummagedthrough her dresser and closet once again. Then before I could get up.