"Want more?" I asked."Uh huh," she agreed eagerly, responding by kneading my breast as our legs tangled.And I loved her! It was really that simple, I ...ust loved her, physically. We snuggled and stroked, and kissed, my legs and hers tangling, my pussy pressing against her soft thigh, her bush scratchy against mine. Our hands explored, and I found her pussy, hot, and humid, and moist, and her finger eased into my slit."I want to kiss you," I said."You have..." Down there," I said."Oh!" She. Her moans turned to words. "Oh Jay, fuck... me... fuck... me... Oh god, fuck me," as I felt her body convulse and come to orgasm time after time. I could tell Tiff was beginning to tire a bit. I stopped my pounding of her and set her back down on the chair. My cock was still hard. Tiff looked over her shoulder and licked her lips. Her hair was matted down and sweat was glistening on her back. Slowly, she turned over and stood up, getting off the lounge chair. Tiff had a glow about her. When we got back to the table poor Kyle was looking bored to death the place was date night and really no single women around..... Another great set of music started up and I was ready to run to the floor, poor Scott's knees were killing him and he wanted a break, Scott asked Kyle if he would dance with me and he jumped at the chance to go dance and not be alone on the floor. While Kyle and I were dancing he commented that he could almost see my tits through my shirt when the light is right. I. " I can't believe it. She's a knockout. What's wrong with..." he paused, and a strange expression crossed his face."What is it?" Jill asked with concern."He's queer. Damn it, he's got to be queer!" Adam walked over and sat down on the couch, not quite believing his own words."You can't be serious!" Jill said, joining him on the couch.Adam turned to face her. "Unfortunately, I am. I've never been more serious in my life." Well, what makes you say it?"He looked at his wife, and said, "There were.