On a Sunday the roads were much clearer than they had been in mid-week and we got to George’s in good time. People were starting to arrive but he ma...e time to give us a rapid tour of the grounds, which were impressively spacious and beautifully laid out. As we returned to the house, we found that many more guests had arrived so while George went off to be a host and Alicia also wandered off (but not too far), Wendy and I surveyed our fellow revellers. Apart from a smattering of Marjoribanks. I held the panties in my hand. Feeling the material with my fingers, I started to become aroused. It was then I had an idea. I stripped of my clothes and put the PVC panties on. The feeling of the panties clinging tightly to my ass and cock was one that I strangely enjoyed. I began to stroke my ass and cock through the PVC, become more hard and wet as I did so.I went over to the open wardrobe and took out a PVC mini dress. I fit myself, somewhat snugly into the dress and started to walk around. She did things like that without thinking, when it was needed, and then went about her life as if nothing had ever happened. Except for the time she admitted it to Megan about my car accident, when trying to comfort her, and redirect Megan's actions, she never mentioned the things she did. Megan, of course, almost always knew, as did Julie, but they seldom talked about the things they knew.As I was daydreaming about Amy and Cindi, I was brought back to the present and became aware that the two. ’ Jakey? Brookie? What in the fuck… Tyler thought, walking over to the pair to hand Jacob his mug and break up their little…moment. ‘Don’t worry Tyler, I didn’t forget about us. I have another bottle inside. We should head in, it’s going to be colder than a penguin’s asshole out here soon.’ ‘A penguin’s asshole! Oh my God Jakey!’ Brooke laughed. ‘Yeah…let’s head in,’ Tyler said as he placed his hand on Brooke’s back and followed her into the cabin. The couples gathered around the living.