"Is that the game?"I opened my mouth, but Elliott answered. "Yes," he hissed, licking his lower lip and looking predatory.I shrugged. "It's Elliott's ...arty..." I'm, uh, not wearing much..." Edwina muttered, licking her lips."We're SUPPOSED to lose, Baby!" Irene laughed. "Come here a second..." Edwina tottered over to Irene who spoke to her too quietly to be heard. Edwina's yes or no answers were discernable, but without the questions, I had no idea how relevant they were. In a moment, though,. I opened my eyes and there she was, five feet tall now instead of five inches, but otherwise exactly the same. The light she gave off was brighter too, and her sheer dress left nothing to the imagination. My eyes traced down her body. Her hips were wide compared to her waist. Her breasts were modest, but shapely. Through the sheer fabric I saw her small pink nipples and blushed. “What do I gotta do?” she repeated. “I, uh…” I considered my options. The gentlemanly thing to do was to masturbate,. So we are on our way to visit at his place and he text me to think of a way to convince his wife to get naked with us. But I can't think of anything that would convince her, so I reminded him of the first time we used my wife. We will just have to make her do what we want or do to her what we want. We we're all hanging out and bullshitting while watching porn on his 52 inch big screen then he and I stepped out on his back deck for a smoke and he say's he would be happy if Samantha could see. His reply shocked me, ‘Please don’t on my behalf’ he said. I just looked his straight in the eye, not knowing what to do. He move from the bar back into the kitchen, he walked behind me, I felt his hands on my shoulders then they moved down slowly on to my now rock hard nipples, they were standing out against my thin cotton shirt. I was shocked I couldn’t move. This was the first sexual experience that I had had in over 4 years and all this with a man who is 25 years younger than me. My church.