My heart is pounding as I feel the weight of her delicate feet. My hands are sweaty and I wipe them on my jeans. I start by giving them a gentle rub, ...oving my hands lighting over her skin. She laughs. ‘That tickles!’ I smile. Shit try something else – and not too hard! I hold the foot closest to me, fingers underneath, thumbs on top, just below her toes. I start to move the thumbs in slow circles over her skin, silky and cool beneath my hands. ‘Mmmm, that’s nice.’ It’s amazing how something. I knew that Sandy couldn't see me. "I had quite a dream just before I came in here," I said. "What was it about?" Sandy asked. "I can't really remember," I said, "but when I woke up I was as hard as a rock." I heard a catch in Sandy's voice as she asked, "Did you jack off?" "No, I just let it go away. "I had a dream like that a couple nights ago," Sandy said I said nothing and she continued, "I dreamed that I was with my old boyfriend and we were both at his house in his room making out like we. She needed a day to think about it she told Penny.Penny said she needed a day to accept the plan also. Because she had never thought she could do such a thing to Jim or their marriage. But she was desperate and it might be the only way to shock him into immediate action and rehab.The guys arrived back home and were laughing that since they had each won a game, no one had had their asses kicked. Jim seemed nervous and on edge. Penny put it down to him needing a fix. She tried to initiate sex but. Black lacy slips and gowns are always compelling to me but there was something different about this one. I picked it up, closed the dresser drawer and joined her in bed. Little did I know that was the last choice I was to make that night. She had the rest all planned out. We started making out, teasing and exploring each other's naked bodies. Then she stopped and picked up the slip. She made a show of letting it unfold and appraising it. Then she spread it out and started up my thigh with it..