Another lady was standing there with a hand inside her thong. Several grinning faces shouted, "Congratulations! Way to go! Great Fucking!" and other c...mments. I grinned and waved them away, and they walked down the sidewalk. Andrea took her time recovering from her orgasm, pussy still dripping onto the sofa. A car pulled in behind our car in the drive. I looked out to see who had arrived. "Hi, Stud!" April called as she got out. She had changed from her bridesmaid gown to a pair of tight shorts. "Actually I kinda like it," he added with a grin."Well I'm counting on you guys to keep me safe until we get there," Kara said, ignoring the suggestive remark. It looked as if each had bought her story of being afraid and neither seemed to mind having her hand on his leg. She squeezed each one gently to seal their pact.With everyone belted in, including the flight attendants, Kara didn't have to worry that someone other than the men on either side of her might see what was happening. She. That night as I got ready for bed mom came in just as I removed mybra. My very first inclination was to stand there, but my arm went upto hide my breasts."There is no reason to be shy Claire, I have them too, remember? Getyour nightgown on and come downstairs. I'll make some popcorn."I undressed, washed off the makeup, and slipped on the nightgown,wearing only the panties. The floor length flannel nightgown kept mesurprisingly warm. As I turned to walk out of the room I saw myself inthe mirror,. ’ The drunken idiot she was talking about was her then current boyfriend. I’d seen them together at the college. He was one of those guys who use what little brains he has to kick footballs about a field. But he was never going to be good enough to get into one of the professional teams. They’ve got a good name for them in the States. Jocks, I think they call them. Probably after the jock straps they use to keep the family jewels safe on the playing field. Always worried me that one – I.