"MomdayTuesday came by a third time. A new set of dish rules but this time the dishes have been left since Sunday, when we had La-gag-ya, with all it'... horrendous features: Burnt on cheese, tomato sauce, and pasta in GLASS. I got it spotless. All the dishes sparkled, they were perfectly organized on freshly sanitized shelves in scrubbed clean cabinets. The silver was neatly aligned in it's tray, the ovenracks had been CHIPPED of centuries of burned on spills. I done gooder! Hell's Kitchen would. One of his hands moves between my legs, and slides up inside me. My knees lock, trying to keep balance, loving the feeling of being eaten out standing up. He rolls his jaw, his teeth still on my clit. “Fuck!” I whine out, feeling closer to my orgasm. He knows me well for all the times we've played online. He moves faster, changing what he’s doing, and going back again. It’s what I need, and begin to orgasm for him. I feel as though I’m going to fall over, but he keeps me in place, never. "Keep your clothes on!" He shouted at them."I'll do it. I'd like to try something wierd. But it doesn't leave this room" I said to them. "If we all promise that I'm in." I'll do it if he does it" Brad said, pointing his thumb at me.Jeff and Diane stood. "We're gonna get naked, whether you like it or not" said Jeff. "We're in. Our lips are sealed" We won't tell anyone." Said Jenny. I scratched my head and looked at Brad. We both shrugged, and too off our shirts standing and holding our. She likes to talk. Tells me about her mom, her family, her c***dhood. And I smile, laugh, ask questions and keep thinking - I hope i get to see her naked! 90 minutes later it is time to go. As we are walking out, another AA couple stops us and talks to us. She grabs my hand - interlocking our fingers - and introduces me as her date. Her hands is warm. Dry. And standing there, it consumes my attention. I miss a lot of the conversation, just nod my head and smile stupidly."Where to?" "Let's go.