‘Do you mind me asking why?’ ‘No one really asked, and I guess it was never a priority for me so I didn’t bother putting myself out there.’ ...he shrugged a shoulder, not sure what else to say. He squinted his eyes at her. ‘So everything we’ve ever done, after the hike and even after the party. Was that all a first for you?’ ‘Yeah, it was.’ She held her breath, and her fingers twitched in her lap as she waited for his reply. He spoke quietly, ‘That’s cool.’ Jaz let out a laugh. ‘Cool?’ A smile. What came next was inconceivable and beyond anything I could have possibly dirtily fantasized about.There was a light knock on my door and I welcomed into my domain my aunt, a rather large woman. Large in comparison to these frankly off-putting size zero models however she wasn’t enormous; I’d say 15-16 stones in weight. She has a pair of tits that were unmissable and a deliciously wide arse, I remember as a young teen maybe 14-15 I would look in her laundry basket for some used underwear to. Well, warm-ish. When do you think it would be safe to move inside?’ ‘When the final whistle goes? We’ll be fined if we head for the warmth before then, the Boss is watching.’ ‘Fuck.’ ‘Yeah.’ It had been decided several months earlier that the Harford Park RFC teams were to have a joint Christmas social. The first XV down to the vets and the women’s teams would unite for a night of drink-fuelled, festive-themed debauchery. Not that the average Saturday night in the rugby club was ever a quiet. A true slut. I beg your forgiveness.”“This time,” I said, narrowing my eyes. Only Clint and Pam could call me a slut. And maybe Alicia, though I doubt she ever would.“Good,” Clint said, releasing her nipple. Then he glanced at me, smiling, “Drop those jeans and panties... Slut.” The smile on his lips made me shiver. “Such a perv,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Fine. I'll indulge you.”His smile grew tight, warning me. I loved toeing the line with my teasing. I shoved my hands down beneath me and the.