His fingers were softly stroking my bare clit and pussy. I couldn’t wait to have him inside me. I gradually moaned a little louder when his fingers ...ere inside my pussy. My vaginal walls clamped on to his fingers, making him feel my wetness. Brandon then let his mouth and tongue take it from there. I moaned, groaned, and squeezed my breasts, as he tasted my sweet nectar. My hands held his head down there. I nearly came at the feel of his mouth. Having Brandon taste me was even more enjoyable. "Hi, I'm Nicole." she said extending her hand. "You look surprised, what's wrong?" "Oh nothing, I just thought Joyce was going to host." I said. "I'm sorry, Joyce had to cancel at the last minute so she asked me to do it instead, you can call her if you want, I understand." "No, that's OK, c'mon in." I saidI had no problem with Nicole being there, actually I thought to myself she might do a little better. Joyce was a little older, while Nicole was around my age I guessed which would probably. Besides, we own the place, don't we? I'll come with you and hold your hand." Carol, I'm not that type."I'll omit her indecorous reply. Carol and I spent fifteen minutes or so wandering the halls and climbing stairs and luck was with me, there was no one else wandering the staircase. She was right, the stairs helped. I quickly learned how to handle the skirt as I climbed. One near miss, when I stepped on the hem, was a great incentive toward doing it perfectly every time. I especially enjoyed. We finally made it home where Amy gave me a big kiss and told me how sexyI was and how she enjoyed me struggling to keep my modesty in the shortskirt she then reached under my skirt rubbing my panties and telling mehow sexy she though stocking were and especially on me as they allowedher full access to me. Our outfits were left in a trail on the floor onour way to bed for a lust filled night.The next morning I was awoken by Amy and told to shower and just dress incomfortable clothes as we were.