" What do you mean dresses?" I stammered out.Becca took my hand and escorted me over to the clothes rack. My eyesand mouth were opened wide as I saw t...e shiny black satin dresseshanging on the rack."But, but, you wear pants and a shirt to wait tables I saw you lastnight wearing them!"Becca then chimed out,"Monday through Friday we wear slacks, butSaturday we wear dresses you dumb ass."I couldn't believe this, now I have to wear a dress, and the worstpart is I asked to wear the waitress uniform!. We met Hank at a swing party and we paired off with him and his teacher girlfriend Lois. Later, Virginia introduced him to Dot one evening at happy hour. Dot and I recognized him but didn't let on. Dot didn't want to upset Virginia by telling her she had fucked her new boyfriend. Hank confessed to Virginia on their wedding night. Virginia didn't tell Dot she knew until she and my wife became lovers... and that's how I got to fuck Virginia.Dot had to hush Maggie, "You don't want the people in. Meri tounge uske muh ko explore kar rahi thi. Usne apna hath meri kamiz me daal diya or meri back pe haath ferne laga. Me siskiya lene lagi. Ab usne mera top utar diya or bra k upar se mere boobs ko suck karne laga or back pe hath ferne laga. Ab me puri tarah garam ho chuki thi.Me uske jeans k upar se uske penis ko press karne lagi. Use or josh agaya or wo meri bra utarne laga or meri pajami ka naala kholne laga.Usse pajami utar nahi rahi thi so me khud utarne lag gayiOr wo apni jeans or tshirt. What do you mean? “ he asked and realisation dawned on him. “Oh my God, NO! Your mother showed you the picture didn’t she?”“Mmm,” the girl grinned. “Dirty old Grandad now come on, let’s get this monster into the bottle.”She placed the neck of the urine bottle over his erect cock and bent it down. Tom almost rose in the chair.“Kelly! I can’t! Not like this. Not when it’s - well - hard.”“Oh, no. Of course not. Silly me. Now lets see what we can do about that.”Kelly gently stroked Tom’s.