" 'Kay," said Nick as George left the pool table for a quick stop at the rest room before heading home."Time for another," Mandy said – holding her ...mpty glass up to Debbie."No thank you," Debbie replied – choosing to interpret Mandy's words as an offer, rather than the demand it so obviously was. "I think I'll head home; I'm not feeling too well."Mandy was peeved by Debbie's reply – the unspoken insult regarding the drink and especially the unheard streak of independence. "You're not much. Her green eyes were wide and twinkling, still glassy and red with tears. Her look of utter innocence was wildly out of step with what her hand was doing. Or, Eric realized, how fiercely the nipples atop her b-cup breasts were pushing through the fabric of her red ribbed tanktop."Wow...you must have had her sooooo wet, Daddy! I can feel her juice all over you." Well...umm...Paige, you need to—" he struggled to string together a coherent sentence."I know!" she said, a smile breaking across her. Jen was a free spirit that loved to dance, always had a pleasant smile for you or a compliment. She was tall and thin. She had great legs from dancing and smallish breast. I was currently dating my wife at the time. She was out of town visiting family back east. On many occasions Jen or her sisters would come by to use my oven. Theirs has been out of commission for a while. This particular night Jennifer came over in a robe and asked if she could put a casserole in. I said of course! I asked. Then he put his arm around me as I was sipping my drink. I put my arms around his strong neck and kissed him seductively. He slid his tongue into my waiting mouth. I heard Tara laughing as she watched us kissing…Very gently, Peter rubbed my tits through my thin blouse. I could feel my nipples becoming hard with his soft touch and I pressed closer to him, wriggling in delight.Tara noticed his boss’ dick swelling and slowly began to rub it. He then offered no resistance and spread his legs for.