I had at least ten more minutes before the band would be back and someone could ask me – or I them – to dance.I took another long slug of my drink...and set the empty glass down on the table just as the waitress brought us a fresh round. It was then that I noticed two things. One was that Phil was no longer holding my hand on his cock and moving it up and down. I was jacking him off on my own. The second thing was that Sam's hand had reached my crotch and the legs that I had been holding clamped. I helped her to pick up her bags and she then told me her name was Pamela…She went back inside with me and helped to pick up some sexy stuff for my sweet wife Anita. I could not help but stare all the time at her perfect young body. My dick began to ache inside my trousers; I needed to fuck this babe.Pamela got the solution; after we went outside the lingerie store, I invited her a coffee at the same mall. As we finished, she invited me to her flat.She lived alone, so she said my company would. ”I quickly removed my hands.Me – “Why? What happened??”Di – “It is getting scarier. I can’t sleep the whole night after watching it completely. Let’s go home.”Me – “But you just said you were fine.”Di – “Yes I did, but I realized it is just halfway through the movie. I cannot tolerate the whole movie.”Me – “Fine. Let’s go.”We were on the way back home. She was driving. She was watching the road keenly and was serious. I was wondering what might have happened. Was she really scared of the movie. He was still half asleep and yawning as he staggered down the stairs. However, as soon as he set foot into the kitchen, he was jolted awake like someone had thrown a bucket of ice-cold water in his face when he saw Emily.She was sitting on a chair turned toward the entrance to the kitchen, wearing only a micro mini-skirt, no bra, no top, and ... no panties. Her legs were spread apart and Mason could clearly see in the recesses of the skirt the tangle of her pubic hair and the slit that ran from.