"No.Way." I was looking at him with amazement. "Yes, way. I came to pick you up." "Hey, you lost privilege the day you left my mom. I'm going no where...with you." I was about to leave when he grabbed my arm. I looked back. "Your mom and I have already talked about this. She agreed to hand you over." Hand me over? "My mom would never allow that," I scoffed. "But honey, she did." He flashed me a smug smile. I wasn't gonna win against this guy. I was trying to tell him no but my efforts were wasted. I took his parents telephone number too (just for a show off). After about a month Manish called me and I invited him for the lunch for coming Sunday so that he could enjoy home cooked food and gave him my address and instructions to reach. He was there on Sunday morning at about 11.30AM. I was doing some cleaning at my place. Pooja had gone to her call centre in the day shift and was supposed to come back only after 8PM. I was wearing a transparent gown with nothing underneath. My tits were. I was set to party more. I mean, hello! It wasn’t even midnight! I saw Tammy was feeling the same way. We looked at each other, rolling our eyes. I have known Tammy for a few years and have shared some intimate moments every now and then.One by one the men went off to their campers with their wives. Tammy and I told our husbands we’d be in right after we tidied up the site.I was picking up the mess left behind when I noticed Tammy was gone. I searched the campsite and found her leaning against. It wouldn't be weird to her, just something you did in this room.She opened her blouse. Her large breasts jiggled in her bra. It was a satin pink trimmed in white lace. It was sexy. In the last few weeks, she had bought herself naughty lingerie. No more of the plain stuff she favored.It was wonderful. We had gone shopping a few times, Sam joining us, and both girls delighted in buying kinky things for their father. To feel like hot women. I bit my lip as my daughter unzipped her skirt, her.