" I was picked up in the afternoon and we went to a street I didn't reallyknow but not in a bad area, the club was on the top floor of a buildingnear ...he end. When we got inside my friend said "Come on this is thechanging room"? I froze "but what do you mean changing room I haven't brought any thingto change into!!!" The other problem was that under my jeans I had on myfavorite pair of sheer black nylon panties? ? "Don't worry we have every thing here you need," he said. I started toback. "I've wanted this for so long." she whispered, to which I just moaned. "All the girls at work want you, you know. But I'm the one who got you!"“Well, I always wanted to do this.” I said, emphasizing the “this” as I momentarily picked up the pace to pound deep and hard into her, fully pulling myself almost out of her, then deeply back in, our bodies colliding together and making the bed squeak.“Mmmmm…” she moaned. I have to taste this woman, I thought to myself, and reluctantly pulled my cock. Standing on the stoop was Robby Davis, a neighbor and probably Laura’s best real friend. Robby was Robert Jefferson Davis, newly eighteen, he was the pride of the neighborhood. Robby was the son you wanted, or wanted dating your daughter. He was a polite, well-mannered honor student, Eagle Scout, and star baseball player. In addition, Robert Jefferson Davis was completely, totally, hopelessly, head over heels in love with Laura Miller. ‘Wow, Mrs. Miller, you look beautiful in that dress. Are. I sat back down and suddenly felt the carpet against my bare pussy. I had to resist rubbing it in. I spun the bottle and it spun right back to me. I tried to spin again, but Lexi stopped me. “Uh-uh. You have to choose.” “Ok, dare.” How much worse could it get? “Go down to your birthday suit!” Said Mark. Seriously?! Did he just dare me to strip? I thought for a moment. If I didn't, I'd loose my top or bottoms anyway. So I stood up again. I hooked the hem of my skirt under my thumb and.