Getting up, I looked around the house some. Even though I was pretty sure I wouldn't be interrupted, I carried my clothes with me although didn't both...r to put them on. After a bit I began to get, well lets call it uncomfortable. I realized I needed to go potty, and badly. Not just pee either, that I would have let go pretty much anywhere. But the other stuff?I looked around, but of course there were no toilets installed yet. I looked around the basement, but... well didn't want to leave a pile. "Oh god" she gasped as my wife's fingers gently rubbed her hard nipples and squeezed her big fleshy boobs."Oh god that feels good"As my wife continued on touching her, Nancy's legs began to get wider and wider and as I continued to rub her bare foot in my hands I could see her knickers being stretched tight against her soft mound, and it was now beginning to dampen the material.I slowly moved my hands up her leg, caressing her soft chubby calf and then her warm soft thigh until my fingers. I think that each of us picked up, what we deemed to be bargains. Then we went to our favourite coffee shop for a light lunch. ‘So,’ she said between mouthfuls of food, ‘How’s the love-life?’ ‘Oh, you know, same old same old,’ I replied, setting down my fork. ‘Nothing much to report.’ ‘Come on, I don’t believe that for a second,’ she grinned, knowing full well that I was about to spill the details. ‘Well,’ I leaned forward, conspiratorially, ‘I have been talking to this one guy quite a. She took my hand and led me upstairs, right in front of her dorm-mates. I might have been embarrassed about that but was still too shell-shocked… and horny.Once we were inside her room, and my whole body was shaking with nervousness, fear, excitement, lust, and other emotions I didn’t even know existed, she turned around and started to unbutton her dress.I’d describe the rest of that night, but this story isn’t about me, or even about me and Elena. It’s about my friend, Chris. Suffice it to say.