"So, tonight we’re opening a new playbook. Together we are about to change all of that," I announce, clapping my hands for emphasis. They glance shy...y at each other, and from the unspoken looks they exchange, I again detect no disagreement."All right, then, let's get started.” I stand up and pull my shirt over my head and toss it on the sofa.Their expressions are priceless. But I have the downfield momentum on my side and I’m not about to squander it.I take Wendy's wrist and place her hand on. I told the guys that maybewe’d missed them coming out, since there were a lot of vehicles moving andpeople were leaving all at once. My two friends refused to believe it, so wehung around while most of the people that stuck by were leaving. I suggestedthat we go back inside the arena so we could maybe get an autograph orsomething. They agreed and we split up to go look around for anyone leftbefore they locked the doors, telling each other that we would meet back upat the entrance in 30. She felt my boner poking her belly because she said “Oh you are enjoying yourself.” Her laugh was infectious, putting me more at ease making me laugh too. It wasn’t long before I got the hang of following her movements. “Loosen your hips and flow with the rhythm”, she said pulling me so tight her thigh was between my legs. “One, two three, one, two, three”, she whispered as I felt our bodies melt into one. I was starting to really enjoy it when she stopped. We stood tight together for a few. I hadn't taken my lips from her nipple or my finger from her clit throughout her orgasm. But once her orgasm was spent Sandy pulled my mouth offand pulled my hand from her pussy and hugged me tightly.When she could breathe normally she said, "That was wonderful. You'regoing to make any woman a great lover honey. Now I think it's my turn togive you some pleasure."Sandy started kissing me once more only this time she was much moreaggressive than she had been. Her hands were more active then they.