She was just my type and I always hoped to get a privileged view of her beauty. The other girl, Joanne, was not bad either: blonde and blue eyed, wi...h a shapely figure. An opportunity arose when we met a year after our graduation, for the wedding of a mutual friend. That night, after the wedding, we gathered in a hotel room for drinks. After we were all light headed, I suggested a game. “We’ve all played Truth or Dare with other people. Who don’t we do it ourselves? It’s fun, and you. Facing the house there was a huge lawn where a group of people were assembling several large tents. On a level below was a large, oval-shaped swimming pool, with a series of tall Greek columns on one side that hid changing rooms built in white marble.The family had booked a complete hotel in the neighborhood, hired the staff of a beauty parlor with their outfits to serve the guests, and several buses to ferry people back and forth to the house. Because Anne was the bride's mother's best friend. If I was I would not have been so interested in her tits. Case closed! I put the magazines away and relaxed. In my thoughts, I had settled the issue. I still wanted to jack off with Shane again. I had enjoyed it. But I still liked girls so no harm done. And since I had done it once and still liked girls It wouldn't hurt to do it again if the opportunity presented its self.I still had a few hours before my parents were going to be home I figured it would be a good time to look for new hiding. She gasped when his fingers hooked beneath the elastic band of her panties and tugged them down. She lifted her bottom, allowing him to slide her panties down and discard them. As soon as her feet were free, Kia bent her knees and parted her legs wide, desperate to feel his touch. Steve’s hands glided down her thighs, and she held her breath in anticipation. When his fingers reached her mound, she let out the breath in a high-pitched sigh. He explored her with his fingers, seemingly fascinated.