She seemed to be avoiding me.This went on for over a week.I found myself looking at Lana in a different light ... knowing that she was a sexual submis...ive, and that she was almost certainly not wearing any panties under her dresses. And judging by the jiggle of her breasts, she wasn’t wearing a bra either.Finally after 10 days I was able to corner Tara.“What is going on here? ... We screwed each other’s ass off over a couple of days ... and now there is nothing between us” I asked her.She. I moved closer and introduced myself. Her name was Pam and she said she had been hoping I would come talk to her. We chatted for a while and she moved closer to me in the crowded bar. She took advantage of the proximity to graze her ample breasts against me. The conversation was obviously going well because her nipples were now much more erect, straining against her sweater. I was reacting as well, with my cock growing stiff inside my tight jeans. I took a few opportunities to brush my. After finished it again he looked at Jack. ‘This can’t be real.’ ‘It’s real. Remember Randy telling us about the ‘Whores and Pimps party and the Holiday party with the berries.’ ‘Fuck, Cindy will never go for it.’ ‘Katie won’t either but if we don’t do it I hear that we might as well go job hunting. And right now there are no jobs around.’ ‘But, this is bull shit. Our wives go to a deserted island a few days before us and then we hunt them down. What else happens?’ ‘I guess they will tell us. A simple connection of lips on lips. It was perfect; just what she deserved. Almost u*********sly, I began replaying the scene from her diary. I pulled her to sit on my lap and wrap her beautiful tanned legs around my back. We started rocking against each other, all the while kissing, probing, reacquainting. I could feel her passion rubbing against my stomach as she rocked her hips faster and faster against me. Moving down to her neck, I nipped and kissed her pulse point as my hand traveled.