"It's not really the same thing," I said. "Nobody minds a bikini at the beach, but flashing underwear isn't something you should do at work. HR at my ...ompany would have a fit." Well nobody minds panties at my work, so I think that makes it okay," Elise said. "We've discussed it and all the guys agree it's no different than a bathing suit." Wait. How often have you done this?" I asked. "You're making it sound like this wasn't your first time."Elise thought for a moment. "I don't know. A few. .. Daddy, my pussy belongs to you, Daddy." That's right, that's a good girl," as he drove forward again, slowly and completely. "This pussy is mine. Who decides what happens to this pussy?" You do, Daddy."Another withdrawal, this time almost to the point of vacating his just-confirmed possession."And is that for my good, or yours?" It's for my good, Daddy -- I want you to own my pussy."A final "good girl" and Don was done with the sex talk, as important as that can be, because it was time to. .. around the age of thirty-six, I started getting curious about men. At first I just touched or very briefly licked a few guys at places like the adult theater or sauna, but hadn't done much more. This particular night, however, I decided to go to a sex party at a local adult bookstore/theater/steam room. This is a monthly event that they do that draws maybe fifty men, women, and Tgirls. Between the mixed crowd, the open displays of nudity, sex and allowance of alcohol it was an incredibly. Just then the bartender took my order. I turned back to the blond, but she was gone. As I returned the blond was sitting with my wife. I put down the drinks, and found another chair to sit in. I tried to listen to their conversation, but they spoke mostly in whispers. Then they both stood and went to the ladies room. After about 10 minutes they came back. My wife asked me if I wanted to have some fun. “Huh?” Was my reply. She explained her statement. “Want to fulfill a fantasy that we have had,.