“Dave, baby, like I said. Your marriage isn’t a lost cause. It’s in your hands, it’s in Jill’s hands. I shouldn’t say this, because I may ...e the loser, but step one is that you have to work out what it is you want, who it is you want and then you have to go and tell Jill. And you have to hope and pray that she wants the same as you.”Again, she paused to let my mind fully comprehend the significance and meaning of her words, and then with a sad look, she said repeated her final words. “And you’d. Finding places to hide it where customers nor Alfred would see it. It felt like a James Bond movie.Wow did time fly! Especially when I was scheming the greatest heist of my life and now it finally was time to go home to put on my own pair of pantyhose. They were mine and I no longer had to borrow my mom’s anymore.I go to wash my hands and I hear Alfred in the his manager’s room with the big KEEP OUT sign on the door talking and talking on his big black phone with the clear buttons along the. She wriggles a little and I wander back up her leg again. “I’m not ticklish,” she reminds me, opening her legs as far as the tightly wrapped towel will allow, as if allowing me to see just how un-ticklish she was. My pulse beat a little harder when I detoured further up her legs, up along the inside a little more each stroke of my tracing, almost daring myself, a little more further beyond the towel’s border. Soon I am along the softest part of her upper thighs, something very hot radiating not. When he returned he spun the bottle and it landed on me and he asked truth or dare, Dare please. He told me to take off my top and I did but I was not wearing a bra, my nipples were hard and I was now so horny. My turn! It landed on my BF and he wanted a dare, bend over and play with my breasts and suck each nipple, he did and then he spun and it was Randy’s turn, Randy he said why don’t you play with her breasts and kiss her, with a little reluctance Randy moved beside me and started to kiss.