She liked Alabama slammers and I wasn’t fussy about shots as long as they were strong. As the night went on she got a lot more friendly and more tha... a little drunk one of the girls she was there with decided to step in and take her back to her quarters which was probably best that night cause we were both wasted. We did exchange phone numbers though and I figured if she was interested she’d call or I’d call her.The next day was Sunday and we all had off I slept in which back then means I got. "Are you ready?" she said, a smile on her flushed face. "Ready?" I said. "Oh yes, sweetheart, I’ve been trying to wait until you wanted me to cum, but it has been hard." "I know, baby," she said, "but I hope this is worth it." Gripping my cock in her hand, she moved and positioned my cock directly below her asshole. "Are you sure?" I queried."Oh yes," she said, "I am more than ready to be your 3 way woman," and lowered herself so that my cock, slippery and wet from her pussy juices, pressed. She then explained that I would wearthe bra I had on and the corset along with the nylons under the panty andgown that she handed me. We changed in front of each other like two girlswith no masculine hang-ups about it. She then helped me remove my makeupstating, "You don't wear your make up to bed because it will get all overthe sheets and be a terrible mess on your face in the morning." Shesensed my disappointment about having to remove it after only hours ofapplying it and said, "I know. Trysta filled her glass and strolled out on to the back porch to meet the visitor but when she got there, the discussion had stopped and the man had disappeared. Vicky was lounging on the porch swing with Staz stretched out beside her. "Who was that man?" asked Trysta innocently. Vicky fell silent for a moment and Trysta sensed her discomfort. "Oh. Oh he was just a friend. He's just gone out of the back gate." Trysta stared at the distance from the porch across the huge lawn to.