Being a guy, I wasn’t all that upset about her reason behind the relationship. Actually, I found it quite flattering. My friends assumed that I was ...roken up inside because they believed I was an emotionally sensitive guy and because I didn’t talk much about the break-up. They were right on with number one, but dead wrong on number two. I’d never been the type to gossip about my bedroom conquests. Millie was a nice girl, well a nice girl in her early thirties, but she was a little screwed up in. On one hand, I was too excited but on the other hand, I was also afraid. I removed my bra and panty. Now I was in a car sitting nude on a highway.They opened the window and threw my clothes outside right before my eyes. I was shocked. But I have been nude before them and fucked in public before and hence I was ok. Then they blindfolded me. I was super horny now. These guys were pressing my boobs, thighs, playing with my pussy and I was enjoying all these. I also gave a handjob to two dicks.It. Finally I chose a jade green piece that snapped in the crotch like a leotard top. It hugged my torso closely, but had a little puff at the upper sleeve. The arms ended just below the elbow with a flaring cuff, reminiscent of some medieval sorceress. At the base of the neckline there was an inverted triangle of sparkly green beads which separated and helped define my chest. With the snaps fastened, plus the help of the panties, I was now fully concealed.I selected some loose fitting muslin. It was a classic method of digging oneself out of a very big hole. ‘Hey, it’s okay – I know it didn’t mean anything,’ she replied hurriedly. Still wishing yesterday evening could be miraculously erased she moved to pass Rob in a bid for escape. He grasped her arm and held on tightly. ‘Well it meant something to me.’ Nicole looked up, startled. This wasn’t exactly what she expected to hear. She had assumed that Rob would be dashing round to try and make amends with Lizzie and she, Nicole, was.