"They hustled along, maneuvering their cones to keep the ice creamfrom dripping down their fingers, and quickly came to the boys. Theysat on a short w...oden knee-wall that separated the sand from thepaved parking lot and watched the very tall, fit, very handsome,college-aged boys play their game with the typical aggression foundin nineteen and twenty year old men. Even though John knew thatCassie and Annie were a different sex than him, as he looked at theyoung men, who were his age, playing. All of them were staring. I hadn't counted on this...I thoughtit would just be Vic (my husband). To make matters worse they invitedus out for a drink and Vic obviously wanted to go along. So I told them"OK...but just for one drink."We walked over to this little bar a couple of blocks away. I kepthaving to pull down on the hem of my dress to keep it from sliding up asI walked. When we finally got to the bar, they sat me in the middle ofa big 'U' shaped booth, the head of the table...'since. When she finished, I reminded her that I had her panties in my pocket and I'd give them back when we got home. I paid the bill and we got up from the table. She walked ahead of me as we left the patio and I envisioned her bare ass under her skirt as she walked. My cock was thick and heavy in my shorts and I was in need of some serious relief. As we approached the car in the mall underground parking garage I asked her if she wanted her panties back. She held out her hand and I just looked at her. .. but what was it?"Oh ... I don't know, Jack. I think that Janice was hoping for an evening alone, with just the two of us ... you know, we have a lot to talk about." Oh, sure, I understand... 'Slave Pamela of Rockville'." I want to smell and taste you. The more I taste you, the more I fall in love with you. And the more I love you, the more I want to give my will to your wishes and desires."I staggered back against the door jamb.Jack looked at me with a predatory grin. "So, how about inviting.