She was wearing a nighty and asked me to get freshened up. I cleaned myself and came back to the hall. She came from behind and closed my eyes. I was ...urprised because she had never touched me.Me- what are you doing?She- you’ll see. Tell me what am I wearing, then I’ll open your eyes.Me- what? I can’t tell it.She- give a try.Me- nighty?She- no.Me- chudidhar?She- no.Me- saree?She- yes. But what kind of blouse am I wearing?This is going in different direction.Me- backless?She- no.Me- deep. "So are you just calling for some phone sex or was there something else?" Well, I can't believe I'm saying this, but I don't think we should get together tomorrow night." Why? I have to get my prom dress back from your place anyway." Jenny had gone to prom with her gay friend Trevor and I was treated to the after prom sex."I got a call from your mom, and I think you should spend some time with her." Did she invite you to my annual birthday surprise party?" Yeah, but it sounded like you two have. He has deep blue eyes and had bright blond, fluffy hair that darkened as we got older. He was beautiful, a Simpsons loving geek and my closest friend. As time went on my thoughts of him would involve a lot more nudity... And rubbing! The fuzzy, warm feeling in my chest and the tightening feeling in my pants helped me realise I wasn't straight. But he was. And I'd learn that this can put a strain on your friendships. You get over it and move on, but sometimes, the fantasies stay with you...What. Before long someone had slipped their hand up my skirt from behind and given my pussy a little rub. It was turning out to be a pretty good night.Hubby was getting tipsy and v horny, which we both enjoy. He decided to set me a challenge, which was to go off by myself, chat someone up and come back with a lovebite or two on my boobs. Just my kind of dare, so I went to another room and got chatting. I pulled my top down a bit, got flirting and soon ended up in a dark corner getting snogged with.