Now, start telling me the nitty-gritty about making it with those two foxes, although I might give you some pointers.” He laughed. I knew Jon was a ...winger of some kind, but somehow I’d never gotten the details; I think there’d always been others around, like Reese, who wouldn’t have appreciated that recreational activity. I wondered how she’d feel about swinging now that she was coming out of her sexual shell.Years earlier Jon and I had the kind of open friendship where we held back little,. “Miss Cranston,” I heard his voice float over my shoulder, stern and unwavering. “What did I tell you about Mondays?”“You’re very stressed on Mondays, and I shouldn’t wear a bra or panties,” I replied dutifully.“So why are you wearing them, Lilly?”“I feel naked without them, sir.”“That’s how I want you to feel.”“But sir, Pete—“ I stopped abruptly. It was a bad idea to justify myself. Better to take my punishment and move on. But it was too late. I heard Mr. Shaver’s chair creek as he leaned. Last to arrive was twenty-something Des. He is single and was alone. Pat and Des have never been that friendly, but Pat seemed to cling to him. She kept touching him while they spoke and laughed at things he said that weren't funny.Pat got Des up for a slow dance. He was reluctant, but Pat insisted. On the floor, Pat put her hands around Des's neck. There was quite a difference in their height, so Pat had to reach. It caused a bit of a stir because Pat's skirt rode up. Anyone that cared to look. .You keep your pants ... It looks ... Your scent intoxicates me ... I start ...I kiss youThe detonator exploded, it was not fucked like a****ls, fornicate passionately, sleep together like good lovers ... We made love to f *** e and daring ...Tenderly, gently, I have enjoyed so fast I wanted you strong ... I licked your pussy, you sucked me ...I played with your fingers in fingering you ... I gave up my tongue to explore every line of your body ...Sucking your breasts and making you enjoy to.