Once we had a woman in our bed and a few times it was a man. And of course, we wanted more. I don’t even remember who of us offered to meet, like co...ples. We both told that to our spouses and some time later our halves gave their consent. I have to admit we ran some risk as they had to agree before seeing their future partners. We could dislike each other when we met. But the desire to try something new was stronger than fear and we chose the place to meet. The next day Pamela and I were going. I’m not talking giantess here but she seemed to rise up out of her chair and keep rising. She took my glass and strolled across the bar. I followed her with my eyes and watched as her body moved, her legs in tight black leather trousers. I also noticed how heads turned to watch her. I looked away when she turned back to glance at me as she waited for our drinks and then she returned, placed the glasses on the table and sinuously coiled herself back into her seat. We continued talking and. "Miss McCarthy, I'm just wondering. There's a rumor around school that you and your friends were at a rather large gathering." He removes his heavy glasses, placing it carefully on the bench. "Could you tell me excactly what you did last night?" I went to a party with my friends and had a ball. I err ... danced with all the guys in the house and only came back to my dorm room at 5 AM." I say blushing. "And what does it have to do with your lab sir?" I ask defiantly."Well Camille. Your work here. She had a black latex outfit that had been pulled down so that her conical 36Ds were hanging out. Her brown nipples were also well oiled and rock hard, and she was holding a whip in her right hand. The outfit rode high and was tight in her genital region, so I saw a leather camel toe winking at me below. She had deep chestnut hair that was also dripping with oil, and plaited into one long plait that fell down her back. She had what could only be described as the most magnificent buttocks. Over.