” Alan wasn’t rich (albeit he probably would be someday). I figured, he just hadn’t come out of the closet yet, and he needed a “Beard” for...the party. I had nothing to do that evening anyway. Maybe I’d meet one of the rich ones.“All right, Alan,” I said softly. “I’ll go with you. Especially if it’s good for business; you are the client after all. You know the hotel I’m staying in. Tell me what to wear - I don’t want to show up in an evening gown and go on a hayride - and what time you’ll. " I like it!," I told him. "It fits you. All man!" He blushed. He was cutewhen he blushed. Like a little kid."It's a little chilly in here," he said. "Are you cold?" I caught himlooking at my nipples, then he quickly looked up. I looked down at them."It appears that I am!" I exclaimed. "Or maybe I am excited, or both!"Steve blushed again. I laughed. "Silly, I'm glad you looked at them. Ithink that they are my best feature, but I need a second opinion. Youropinion." We embraced again, giving. They prevailed, and Janette wisely intervened:“Easy, guys, let’s talk it out, no need to fight!” as she tried to push Nelson away from the guys, she removed her hands from her boobs, and her wonderful tits exposed. Now we are all glued at her super perfect boobs with pink sharp nipples. Even Nelson was stunned for a while.The other guys in the boat reacted, but these 3 bastards told them it was OK and they had the situation under control. We were all too afraid to radio for police and we didn’t. Simon jumped a little at the suddenness of it all, but didn't remove her hand. He grew hard quickly as she began to rub him, and he unfastened a button to give her easier access, all the time making sure they were unwatched. When the lecturer walked in, Melissa stopped rubbing, but her hand remained. She shot Simon a wink and he smirked, grazing the inside of her thigh, pushing her skirt up just a little. A week ago he could never have imagined himself doing anything of the sort in a lecture,.