Now Sara was your typical suburban college girl. Skinny blonde paris hilton type but not as tall innocent to the city way of life. She never showed in...erest in what I did or who I knew outside of work. One day she invites me to a party her folks is having a sort of annual event. I kept saying no but she insisted saying I was one of the coolest people she knew. I finally give in and say all right I'll show. Then she hit me with it can you score some d**gs. I laugh and say sure no problem. I set. Then Jim looked over at Tom who had continued to rub his cock and shouted, “Jesus Christ! That’s a hell of a fucking hardon!”That didn’t embarrass Tom at all. In fact, he pulled off the towel and gave us all an eyeful of that beautiful cock. I’d guess it was one of those rare cocks that did reach near 8 inches. It had a nice big shiny cut cock head that I still wish I had sucked before I lost track of him. Ron was the only one really somewhat nervous now, being the only guy dressed and not. Tony Proctor, the other director was in charge of production. A time served engineer who learned his craft in the military, Tony was in his mid thirties and like me he was single. His attitude to women was similar to what mine had been before Amanda. He was the rugged, rough edged man that women seemed to prefer, and he sure made the most of it. At first he had often invited me out 'on the pull' always appearing amazed when I turned him down. A dozen or so attempts later, he shrugged his. There was none. Over hubbies shoulder i caught the smallest glimpse of movement out the window and as i looked i could now make out my father in laws face. He had showed up just in time. I watched him out the window while my hubby kissed down my neck, over my chest. Bert shifted himself so he was more facing me now. his hand had grown braver and he was now rubbing farther inside my thigh, and going higher and higher. My hubby stood up, grabbed the dress around my waist and pulled it upwards. I.