Her firm, luscious tits were on display to confirm that there was no artificial support needed. She looked at her hard nipples, piercing the thin fabr...c, and thought of how excited she already was. Below she wore very short and very tight, hot pants. It looked like this small thin piece of clothing was painted on her body. There was no room for panties underneath. One could clearly see the beginning of her ass cheeks outside the leg openings and, on closer inspection, the outline of her pussy. Serious inquires only-call 999-2112."What's liberal supposed to mean? Are you gay or something?" Was the response that I received several times. My reply was always " No and your girlfriend doesn't think so either." Little did I realize that liberal often meant being gay in the personals scene. The call that stuck out the most however was the one that made me sit down and share this with you."Good evening sir. I do not wish to bother you but are you the gentleman looking for somebody to come. I asked her did she want to do it she said yes. We both walked to the party room and I sat in the far back just their to make sure she was safe. The door opened and in walked the bachelor party 15 guys some young and looked like fathers of bride and groom. They introduced my wife to the groom. I took a chair and had him sit on it as then the music I started to dance for him popping the buttons of my house and throwing it to the floor my twist were bar and nipples hard took my shin off and stood. I saw you with your wood out and a smile on your face, so I couldn't resist," she giggled. Her smile faded. "Did you really think I'd be mad if I found out you were rubbing one out?" My right hand wiped my forehead off. "I don't know, I guess so, Sharon." She leaned towards me and kissed me. "You don't have to say sorry for jerking off, because you aren't a jerk. You can jack it to whatever you want," she told me, taking my hands. "Chick on chick, some guy pounding some younger chick, or maybe.