"What's up, Rache?" N--nothing..." But she still had that look on her face. I stood up on my stool so I could peer over the bar...Jeff was rubbing Rac...el's ass! There he sat, next to her, painting her butt with his palm, giving it good coverage, right there at the bar! I looked back at Rachel; she was pink with embarrassment and humiliation -- but she WASN'T rushing to get up! Very slowly and deliberately, she reached down and dug in her purse, poking around in her wallet, extracting a couple. Female r****g male, of course.I've taken up yoga. After years of intense sports, regimented running, and triathlons, yoga seemed like something wholesome for my body. And my mind.My favorite yoga class is taught by Kim. I like the class's focus on breathing, on the slow, mindful connection of body and spirit, on the gentleness and nourishment we can give ourselves. I also like Kim.She's amazingly young...maybe twenty-four, twenty-five at the most. She's small...possibly 5'1". Her thin body. Her sweat soaked fingers were going to her lips and her tongue slurped out and licked all the fingers of her right hand as if she was a hungry slut.Her left hand was pressing the soft loaf between her legs and its index finger was now stroking her clitoris moving from the lips of her vagina till her clitty. Her inner thighs were wet with her own pre-orgasm and the sweat. With closed eyes she was able to recall clearly how her hubby’s friend had caressed her naked stomach while tempting to weep. .. I push my soaking panties into your mouth. You lie back on the bed and I tie your hands to each corner. I take my bra off, playing with my nipples as you watch me. Now naked, I crawl up you, resisting the urge to touch your rock-hard cock. I bend down close to you and remove my panties slowly from your mouth using my teeth, throwing them to the floor. You have a taste for me now, but I won’t let you have it...not yet... I straddle your face, just out of reach of your mouth and tongue. I know.