'' She kissed me again only this time she put her tongue in my mouth. It took me a second to get used to it but I did. We tongue wrestled for what see...ed ages. When we pulled away, her eyes was full of sexual desire.She jumped off the stool and grabbed my hand. We rushed to the bathroom and slammed the door shut. We once again started tongue wrestling and before I knew it my top was off. She started working on my breasts. I started to fidget, ''Just relax.''''Don't they put you off?''She. That thought suddenly made me sick at heart. There is only one thing that my wife and several guys would be doing in our bedroom. I got up and went to the door, put my ear to it and listened. Most of the noise seemed to be coming from the living room. I went back, sat down on the bed and put my shoes back on. I went over to the window, opened it and slipped outside.I moved around the side of the house until I could look in the living room window. I hadn't cracked open any of the front room. "Jeff, I need to ask you a really, really big favor." She said, a coy smile on her face. "This has been driving me crazy for weeks, but I was too afraid to ask you." "What is it, did I do something wrong?" No, no, you've done a wonderful job. My legs are smoother than they've ever been." She stood and walked over to me "You've been a great brother," we were face to face now, and her voice was a whisper, "but I need you to shave one more thing for me." Without another word, she grabbed the front. I'd tried to smile at the doorman, who'd managed to take that in entirely the wrong way and had given me a playful slap on the ass. Rachel had at least given me my normal clothes to wear on the walk over. I didn't know whether that was out of compassion, or to make the gulf between what I wore into the bar and what I'd end up wearing at the bar even more immense. Whatever the intention, I already felt naked even though I was still fully dressed. The thought occurred to me that if this is what.