She figured it’d be the best way to let me know I didn’t need to keep fantasies like this a secret. On the contrary, she wanted to participate! By...this point, we were giggling together over the humor of the situation – two old friends realizing we shared the same fantasy of dressing like sluts to seduce a perfect stranger in a bar on St. Patrick’s Day. We were so engrossed in our laughter, our beers, and in comparing our slutty outfits, that we hadn’t noticed him. Hadn’t noticed him watching. He loved being with her, and not because she seemed so eager to be with him, but because he honestly and truly loved her. He loved her more than anyone else in his life and her pleasure was his pleasure. Kayla scooped up more chocolate with her finger and rubbed it in her pussy again for Jared to lick off. He groaned and quickly licked up the entire treat and started to fuck her with his tongue. Kayla was so close to orgasm. She could feel it waiting for her. Jared, sensing that she was close,. After an hour all of them came out. Sperms were dripping from the cunt of the girl. The society was completely silent. The tailor and the girl put on the clothes and my wife her stitched clothes and salwar kameej in hand. The tailor closed the shop and all the three departed. The tailor had some personal work, so they did not go for a nude ride. Meanwhile my wife wished the tailor for the new partner.She boldly came in the street completely nude with the girl properly dressed. The street was. . er ... practise now. I suppose I should have got you some contraceptives as well as clothes." Karen and Billy looked at each other in their knowing way and smiled."Actually, Eileen, it's a bit late for that..."It didn't take that long for Karen to recover completely, but she and Billy discovered that they were in no hurry to return to their previous lifestyle. They still had each other, but Eileen had quickly become the parental-figure that Billy had never known and Karen had long since.