His balcony had a great view of the city skyline, thanks mainly to the spare block of land across the road, and then just more apartments adjacent to ...his. After offering me a coffee, Michael told me about his wild night with his boyfriend and mates at the gay club just around the corner. Turns out Hamish’s boyfriend was over east on a business trip for a couple of weeks, so he took the opportunity to get a little wild. No idea what he took, but it must’ve been good. Once he finally stirred. It was fueling my interest. I probably shouldn't have told him that because he equated it with the gang-bang fantasy. "Same thing Yvonne. Same thing." He talked about it every day for a week, building it up. He said he had already told his poker buddies who would be really disappointed if I backed out. "Backed out?" I said. He looked down. "OK bad choice of words. I'm just saying this has such potential. I told them they'd be helping you with a new fantasy because they already like. “That’s what I was just thinking too.” My eyes went from her to her daughter and back and I think for the first time in my life I was speechless! I kept looking for the telltale sign that she was jerking my chain, but there was none as she stepped around the bale of hay and picked up her daughter’s still damp panties and then she pushed the bale a few inches even closer to me. By the time she had it where she wanted, Amy was there, looking at her mother holding her panties.“What are you going. I closed my eyes. Waited. Opened them. He hadn't moved. He was completely frozen.He wrote on the wall, WE HAVENT DONE THIS IN FOREVER BUT YOU WANT THIS NOW??? WHEN IM LIKE THIS??So I looked him right in some of his eyes and took my panties off too. "Maybe this is what's been stopping us." I took off my socks. "It's been stopping you too. When you're like this or when you're not!" Set my glasses on the counter. "But this is just you." I stepped into the bathtub with him. On him. Sort of.I had.