That is when Sally said "You can beat us both, take your bikini off here, walk up have a shower naked then come back" I knew this was not going to go ...way, so I looked around the nearest people were a young couple they were some 100 metres away, I couldn't see anyone else so I stripped off and walked quickly up and took a shower, then walked back, it was then that a strange feeling came over me, I could feel myself getting turned on and wet. I couldn't understand it, but the thought of being. Cyndi was watching all of this, stunned at the suddenness of his attack, as well as the compliant look on her friend’s face. She was not even crying out. Her eyes bored into her friend seeking understanding. All she got back from her friend was a glazed look. Perhaps of shame or perhaps it was repressed arousal. She could feel her own sex, safely covered and tucked away beneath her jeans, reacting to the intense physical nature of the assault. As Niki began to moan, Cyndi began to feel the heat. But, alas, our love is forbidden. Something always kept us on the edge of temptation skirting danger. The least of which includes her parents the next door over. Her panties keep playing peek a boo out of her tight perfectly fitting jeans that just ask to be ripped off. They are black lacey little things from the best I can tell. Desperate and looking for some sort of outlet I half jokingly, seductively, make my way over to her. I am an EMT you see and I know for a fact the uniform drives her. No. I definitely was.But I was married. End of that fantasy. Another case of blue balls.Back to dinner. We went out for dinner and sat across from each other in a booth. Mid-way through the dinner, I looked down under the table and noticed her boots. I think some women call them the “come fuck me” boots. Very sexy. Did I dare? I hesitated, but not for long. I reached down and grabbed one of her feet, by the boot, and stretched it up toward me.“What are you doing?” she asked.“Trust me...let me.