On her way out of the school for the day she saw a big black boy wearing a varsity jacket who she assumed he was an athlete and decided to go up to hi... and ask about the cheer squad.His name was Jamal and he seemed genuinely interested in helping this pretty perky and preppy little white girl, telling her that one of the cheerleaders had recently gotten pregnant and had to withdraw from the squad so there was a position available. He said he could put in a good word with the squad captain, as. You may begin," she finished before walking back to the table and joiningthe wives who were watching with fascination.Slowly each of the maids reached up and undid their sponsor's belts andpulled down their zippers. Still unfamiliar with their extended nails,Chantal and Christine struggled somewhat and fell behind the other maidsbefore their sponsors reached down and assisted them. Soon each of thesponsors had their pants and underwear on the floor while each of themaids resisted the urge to. ......And my jaw dropped. It wasgorgeous, but I couldn't wear it."But this for......" I gasped.I loved heading to Vegas to gamble. Tried to make a trip every year. Andsometimes I'd just day-dream about working as a cocktail waitress. Thetemptation was incredible, but....."I can't wear this," I whispered."Do you want to?" Cassandra asked.I nodded. How could I deny myself?"Go on," she urged seductively. "Just try it on for me and you, and we'llsee how you look."I looked around for somewhere to. We were siting out by our pool trying to figure out a solution to our problem. She in her bikini and I in my swim trunks. The neigbor boy was mowing the yard and was eyeing my wife, a little boner was in his pants. Shannon(my wife's name) always liked giving the neighbor boy(Rick) beaver shots and teasing him whenever he is working on the yard for us. It was right at that moment it dawned on us that this might be the answer to our problem. When Rick was done with the yard work we called him.