The first thing I did was slip off my evening gown and throw it into a corner, swiftly followed by my skimpy silk knickers. The shower water was just ...bout tepid as it cascaded over my nakedness. I smiled as I wondered just what the old farts at the ball would have given to see me wet and naked.But there was something far more interesting. Hazel. I thought rather a lot about her and for some unexplained reason, those thoughts made me feel delightfully horny. It was so warm that I decided to try. “My stomach’s too big.”“We can all afford to lose a few pounds. But you’ve got magnificent tits, so firm and proud. Very kissable.”“Would you like to kiss them?”“Would you like them to be kissed?”As her hands cupped her breasts, she said, “I always like them being nuzzled.”I put my camera down and step across the threshold. As her nipples hardened in my mouth, a low purr vibrated her throat.Her head was thrown back, eyes closed and mouth partly open as I kissed that purr. I drew small circles. “Ya made it!! Great! Hey, this is Paul and Jon. They gave me a ride here.” Once introductions were made, Bob stepped back, eyeing Debi. “Damm, cunt! You are one fine looking little sissy pussy!” He said. “I hope I can keep the guys her under control!” and then he laughed. He stepped up to Debi and spread her legs, hiking her skirt up so that the lacy stocking tops were visible, and stepped in between them. “You and I are gonna have some fun tonight!” Bob exclaimed. Bob stepped back and pulled. I didn’t, was not an issue. I was an extremely attractive young guy. Girls my own age were okay, they came and went, but what I really hankered for was to fuck another man’s wife in the sanctuary of her shared bedroom. It would be a violation of sorts. My ideal scenario would be to call around the home of some early thirties Yummy-Mummy after hubby had left for work and fuck her until lunchtime. She would be just back from running the kids to school in the Chelsea tractor, would be elegant and.