" She averted her eyes from the uncovered loins of Tamera's lithe body and changed a record. "What kind of party is it?" A real fab one. Most of the f...xy guys from the football team," Tamera said conspiratorially. "If word leaked out about the drinking and... things, they'd be dismissed from the squad!" She almost made a slip; the time wasn't right to tell the innocent virgin girl what the other "things" would consist of. "It's going to be outa sight!" Wow!" Jennifer breathed with envious. " I wouldn't want to start after six. It would be late when we get in." He pondered. "I know -- you could call in the morning and tell them you're in labor. No one would expect you to come in under those circumstances." What do I tell them when I waltz in on Monday morning, fat, dumb and pregnant as ever?" Tell them that it was false labor -- Braxton-Hicks or whatever." I think I might get away with that. I haven't abused anything like that before ... I will feel pretty guilty ... but I'll do. I can’t believe her husband let her do that…and filmed it.”“Oh, I can believe it. That website has hundreds of videos of husbands sharing their wives.” “That is just too weird for me to even imagine,” I replied. “I don’t know,” Aaron responded cautiously. He looked at me to gauge my reaction. “It’s kind of sexy to think about it.” “Aaron! You wouldn’t ever want to do something like that, would you?” He took a sip of his coffee before answering, “I don’t know. Sometimes I think I. She would be in that uniform at first and then naked after he cut each and every delightful bit off of her. He would be able to touch her everywhere, anywhere. His hand slid under his desk and fondled the bulge in the front of his expensive pants. A light sweat beaded on his face. He could see his hands on her pale skin, could hear her curses, her cries of pain, her screams of terror. He stopped himself before he ejaculated into his fine dress pants. He wouldn’t stain his clothing that way..