Then he move his face to my breast and try to unbutten my shirt really I did not think to stop him but I tell him to not do that. He did not mind that...and give me French kiss. He just opens my dress and removes his t shirt and shorts. He tries to remove my bra using his both hands. I love what he doing with my breasts. He licked all over their and in my nipples he try to bite them.Aaaahhh I told him to dont do that it’s raining, then he massage there with both his hands and he began to play. "If you tell me what kind of panties you're wearing, I'll buy you a drink."I looked at Dan and smiled."I can do better than that!"I pushed my skirt up and thrust my hips toward him, making Diana, who had found her way beside me again moan loudly, and showed him my laced lavender panties."Oh, those are nice! Practically see-through!" Yeah I know." You've deserved yourself a drink little one." Oh good!"The drink was brought and I began to talk to Diana, with Dan's hand still planted firmly on my. She would wear alot for sex, sometimes she would put them on and come to bed knowing I'd get horny and fuck the hell outta her. Even towards the end of our marriage when we stopped having sex all together pantyhose was one of those things that could bring out the freak in both of us. The last time we fooled around went something like this...I slept on the couch for nearly the entire last year of our marriage because I'd met another woman and we were dating and doing this and that so I really. I sighed, "The problem with that is Peterson will just deny it, it's his word against this guy's, nothing will happen and I'll have to keep looking over my shoulder. Nah, I want to end this right here and now," I declared.None of us knew, or course, if the guy we caught was an asshole buddy of Peterson's or just some guy he hired, but the general consensus was that nobody trusted him, so Big Jim cuffed him to one of the stalls. We'd hand him over to the cops along with Peterson if everything.