Maybe it was a lot of things. She opened the back door of her Lincoln and then she climbed in and gestured for me to follow. I did with alacrity. Aga...n, we were talking as old friends, but my hand was on her knee and hers was on mine. Her skirt was riding up slightly and I could feel the softness of that white skin of hers. She tossed her high heels off and I glanced down at her perfect feet. Then I leaned in and gave her the softest kiss ever. I wanted her to feel my true love and adoration,. Reaching the vestibule without saying anything, I broke the silence with an apology. "I don't know what came over me! I've never done anything like that before." Neither have I," she said, and noticing the guilty look on my face, added, "but we can keep this as our little secret." God! I hope so." After a moment of silence, I told her how much I loved the house, but needed to have my wife see it before we signed any papers. She suggested we all meet the next day. "And, don't worry! Two is. Mark, feeling good bought a round of tequila shots for his table of 14 ball players and guests. They were all on their way to getting smashed.“Dude! What the hell are you doing here?”Mark looked up from his beer and tequila to see a couple sliding into the seat across from him. They each had a can of Heineken in hand and it took him a few seconds before he recognized them.“Eddie?” he said in surprise. “What the hell are you guys doing here?” Eddie being Eddie Mekla, a local developer Mark was. After we had walked the length of a plush corridor, the two smiled at each-other and I was brought to face a door. I could hear women baying, laughing and jeering. Anita stroked me wickedly with the cane making me wince before opening the door wide; we did not enter, but what I saw took my breath away and had my cock rigid as though it had been a week since relieved. The two women smiled and nodded with sweet satisfaction as they relished my reaction to the sight.The women in the room were.