We went to the patio as a group and joined in the festivities. Tiny, Henry, Martin, and Abe were in front of the big cookers tending the ribs, chicken... and wings that were being prepared. Kathy and Mercy had me sit with them to sample some wings treated with Sal Feeny's sister's sauce as soon as I arrived. Wow, it was killer. Kal tried some, but had to hold his mouth to try to calm the heat. Mylee surprised us by smiling as she wolfed down a couple of wings and never touched her drink. Mercy. She pulled the blankets back and removed her robe. Standing completely naked in front of me, she said, "After you finish, I'm going to give you a massage, too." She then lay on the sheet on her stomach with wide open legs. She said with a smile, "You can start with my shoulders and back. My scalp is O.K." I just had a robe on and got a great idea. I positioned myself with my knees between her legs and loosened my robe. When I leaned foward to reach her shoulders, my penis came in contact with. For another minute she worried that she should have dressed differently. The other women had worn skirts, and high heels along with low cut blouses. Cara only had two nice skirts, and she had been afraid of getting them soiled. Instead she was wearing a pair of tight jeans, and a white T-shirt. The shirt fit nicely, but her smallish breasts didn't make any kind of statement. Certainly not like her mother and Glenda's outfits.When she reached Conference Room E the door was ajar. She half turned. "Help me," she said in a whiney voice. I wanted to help her get it out before I started to make pecker tracks on the inside. She held my cock in her hands and slowly stroked it. As she did I started to worry that I may not get a full erection, but her hands felt good on me and I started to run my hands up her legs. She pulled her long skirt up exposing her thighs and I felt that she did not have any panties on. My hands were deep between her legs as she squirmed to pull the skirt higher so she.