Groomed from his head to his Italian leather shoes. "Your server will be right with you," the hostess said, backing out of the room and closing the do...r behind her. Neither of us even looked at her. As soon as she was gone, he stepped around the table to me. Without saying anything, he undid the top button on my blouse. The heat behind his eyes jumped into flame and he ran a finger along the edge of my collar. The collar he had put on me the last time I left him. "Have you taken it off?" he. " I know, I know," he said, taking a sip of coffee. "You're married now and a regular straight-arrow." No, it isn't that, Jim. We're too close to have silly secrets between us, especially over things like that. It's just..." She lapsed into a weak silence, unable to voice the sadness dwelling in her heart."Let me guess," Jim said quietly. "It was a bust." Jim... ," A bust, Verna, like mine was last night. A damned disaster." Was it?" Verna leaned forward, her breath hitching in her throat. "Was. There was no way she could see Liz and I from the house.Now it was just Liz and I, alone at last. "Liz, have you ever kissed a boy? Not your Mom or Dad or any relative but just a boy friend or something like that." She said once at a friend's house playing Spin-the-Bottle at a birthday party. "How was it?" I asked. "Just Ok' she replied. Did you enjoy it? "I don't know, it was so fast. I really don't think the boy had his heart in to it." Can you show me. Liz got a little pink in the face. You. But when she opened the door and stepped in, she didn't see what she was expecting.Instead of seeing me in some sort of sexual escapade, she saw the lovely Debby, who we had met earlier.Debby was topless, a pair of beautiful, large, firm breasts showing, and was on her knees in front of a sofa. In her mouth was a rock-hard cock belonging to Jim, the good-looking black frat guy.Sitting next to Jim was Brad, the short and kinda stocky white guy. Brad also had his pants down, and Debby was.