Later, I realised he was very much the worse for wear, so I offered to give him a lift home. He seemed rather grateful, and climbed into the passenger...seat looking very hot and tired - as was l.I got behind the wheel, and only then realised that he was looking at my legs - it is a rather short dress, I appreciate that - yes, and tight - so it had ridden up my thighs quite high. He must have become bold at the glimpse of my white thong pants, because he put a warm hand on my left knee - very. Annoyingly, though, she wasn’t using earphones, and it was loud, the game. Obnoxious, repetitious techno music blaring, faux booming bomb sounds. It was so noisy that I could hear it even over Asshole Rose banshee-screaming “SHNENENE KNEES!” into my earphones... It was becoming hard to focus on my work; first of all, because of how hot she was, and then second of all, because she was making a racket with the stupid fucking phone game.Didn’t she respect the sacred code of the library? To SHUT. They were filthy rich and were I am going to guess in their late 60's. Ross was a chubby tall guy and Mary was very petite. We were at their camper sitting outside when another couple, Ted and Betty came over.I am going to guess that they were in their early 70's. Both couples looked good for age. We all hit it off real well. The next night we all got together and ate dinner and were drinking pretty heavy. When Mary started talking about swinging and how she always wanted to try it. She stated. Without any noticeable apprehension, Pamela reached with both hands and parted my robe. My firm erection stood straight up with a little bit of curve. She took her right hand and began toying and exploring my thick 6 inches. ‘I had no idea how beautiful a man could be up close and personal.’ She whispered. ‘Are you big compared to others? It seems huge!’ ‘About average I suppose. 6 inches, but I do think it’s thicker than most.’ She began to stroke it with her left hand and did so for many long.