We can throw them in the dryer later.”Donna stood and shed the opaque cover she’d been wearing, really one of Dave’s dress shirts with long tail... that came to mid-thigh on the shorter woman. She was left in the microscopic thong she’d arrived at the party wearing the night before. The men’s eyes all flared with lust as she walked over to the edge of the pool. Despite being in her forties, Donna was stunning.Donna muttered, “Here goes nothing.” She jumped into the pool, her long brunette hair. It's my own fault."She soothes my temple again. I half wish she wouldn't, but her touch is so tender I want to burst. Her thumb brushes away a tear from my damp cheek and my spine tingles as she rests her hand on mine."How so?"I feel the nervous energy bubbling. Not just talking about it but remembering why. "Trina told her friend and she blabbed and now… everyone knows and they laugh and point and call me..."My lip trembles. I grab the phone, swipe open Trina's latest text, and let the woman. I was fully satisfied with the way things had developed, I could not have asked for more.My Lady kept her car alongside each vehicle long enough to elicit reactions from each driver. There was initial surprise to see me in such a state. Then laughter and thumbs up. Some even took a hand off the wheel to simulate masturbation. These women had me under control, open for exhibition, and a subject of amusement. A perfect world for me!My captors were getting more daring, until eventually My Lady. She leaned over and helped him. She could feel his erection through his jeans. It made her wet again. She unzipped his pants and put her hand down his boxers. It was even bigger then she remembered.She pulled his cock out and began to slowly stroke him. Her small hand barely fit around his thick cock. "This is mine until you drop me off Sunday night, understand?" Before he could even say yes, she had leaned over and put his cock in her mouth.After a few minutes, he began to remember what made.