Mary pulled up to the driveway stepping out of the SUV looking sweet in her Lycra hair still wet from bathing at the gym I was fresh from washing up m...self in my robe giving her a passionate kiss at the door. Meet me in the basement I say with a smile knowing how much she loves having sex after working out. She smiled and ran upstairs telling me she had to freshen up and change first Ok I replied making my way down the stairs. In the basement Rick was lounging on the sofa wearing a black Tee. Com."She was nodding. She seemed satisfied. I rushed on."Anyway, that definitely means we can bill them for a new set-up. Wecan charge more for each of the dresses too, for the same reason. Wewon't be able to re-use anything we do for LADS - until next year'spanto anyway."Further discussion was interrupted when a vaguely familiar couplestepped up to our table."Hello, Ruth," an elegantly-dressed older lady said. "Nice to see youagain." Oh, hi, Angela, Bill. How are you?" We're fine. So. Like yesterday, she stopped and did a pirouette to show him that this time she wore a thong of the same color. She then slid under the covers next to him. "Do you like to experiment?" she asked in a low voice. "Yes." "Good. Slip these on." In her hand was a pair of hip-hugger panties in chocolate brown. They were even softer and silkier than the black ones he had borrowed. "Megan, I am not a cross dresser." "I know, just please put them on." He took the offered panties and slid them on under. On an impulse, I slapped her left hip.Her body stiffened as she yelped, "FUCK YES! I LIKE IT ROUGH!" After proposing, I flipped her over quickly, my hands playing erotic bongos on each bare cheek. I felt like Ricky Ricardo on meth. I noticed a growing wet spot on the sheets beneath her. Laundry was going to be fun."Spread your cheeks," I ordered. She complied immediately with a loud gasp. I helped with my thumbs pressing between her cheeks, prying. Then sliding my tongue up and down her crease.