I often needed to pop onto the shop floor and it used to amuse the guys to see me in stockings and a pair of toe protection shoes. Had they seen my la...e stocking tops? Yes, had they seen my panties as I bent down? I hoped so, or I was doing it wrong. I was looked on as a bit of a tease on the shop floor, but it offered me the opportunity to flirt now and then, not that anyone had got any further.As I looked between the surrounding guys legs I could see 2 more guys had got naked and were moving. Now the strange thing was that he did that like in the ideal viewing angle of the keyhole, I used to do it behind the shower curtain, which made me wonder if he did that on purpose. So to test my theory I dared to do it too in front of the viewing angle, and indeed I heard a tile crack and some shuffling noises outside the bathroom door. So from that moment I knew he was watching me too. The knowledge of exposing myself turned me on a lot and probably him too, because we both kept on doing it. Finally he pulled out and kneeled down before me.He said his name was Buck and now he would be my Master… I nodded a yes; all I wanted was his huge cock…He ordered me to get on all fours. I felt scared; I did not want his huge dick in my ass. I got on my hands and knees shivering. Then I turned my head as he was moving between my spread legs. I begged him to be gentle; my asshole was very tight to receive such thick cock head.But Buck smiled and said he loved to fuck married bitches’. "I'm glad you two became friends"A friend? Was she my friend? I guess so."Thanks," I said, "It's fun to be with her."I was careful not to say "in her"."Now don't get too close too soon," she said maternally."We're not doing anything weird," I assured her. What was weird about sex? Everybody did it.In my bedroom, I picked up from the top of my dresser the most important item in my possession. I reread the writing on the thick paper for the zillionth time. This was my invitation to Megan's party..