It definitely wouldn’t flare up to show off her thong panties. She handed me my light blue shirt, matching her skirt, along with the bolo she’d gi...en me for Christmas. We didn’t know anyone at the dance particularly well. We’d seen several of them at other dances, but no one else from our club had been able to make it. One person that Michelle knew was red-shirt guy from Wallowa Lake. This was the guy who she’d danced with several times with and had a short fling with last September. At least I. ’ ‘Yes, I saw you in the Manor Hotel restaurant on Saturday lunchtime. John’s parents took us there.’ ‘No, Mary, I was at my Dad’s place with the girls.’ ‘Oh,’ Mary hesitated, ‘I must have been mistaken, I’m sure I saw Laura sitting with Mr. Fisher.’ Mary sat at her desk, obviously Alan had not taken on board what she meant. Mr. Fisher, Thomas Fisher, was the Chairman of the board and he and his wife were both major share holders in the company. The Fishers had regarded themselves as big. “Ohhhh…” she sighed, watching him with nothing but lust in her eyes. She needed to get fucked so badly. His softening dick reversed its trend and was back to full hardness. “I need you to fuck me, Jeff. Let’s find someplace. Now!” Her wish was his command. The next dirt side road they passed, he pulled into it. As he did so, Amy reached up her skirt and began to push down her panties. Sure enough, they were the pink ones with the dark pink hearts on them. She knew what he liked! She pulled. He tells me that the pain won’t last long and to open my legs. I open them and he begins to gently touch my clit and then move his hands around my thighs. I am turned on again and want him to fuck me so bad! As if he can read my mind he is suddenly hovering over me and I feel his breath on my nipple. I feel his cock against my thigh and I try to move so that it touches my hot, ready pussy. He tells me to wait until I have permission and pinches my nipple hard. I scream out as it hurt me.