That I have beenhaving sex with Steph to was a fair trade.Friday night came and the three of us went out to thebars. Kandi was being terrible, getting...drunk andhitting on guys in front of me. She even was talkingdown to her childhood friend. Steph said, “That’s it, ifyou’re going to act like a bitch, you’re going to gettreated like one.”So when we got her back to Stephanie’s house – Kandi wasstill being rude and horny – Steph had us role play. The next hour was spent gazing at her legs in various poses, crossed, outstretched, open slightly etc and most of the time her adjusting her skirt to cover her pantyhosed legs. I couldn't stand up as my cock was straining so hard.After school had finished I had to see her. She was also a drama teacher and was in the basement getting props ready for a play. I stood in the doorway and watched her bend over picking things up and moving them all over the hall. As she was walking her split skirt. She made me sign to take them. I lifted my hands closer to them and she nodded. "Really?" I said giggling. I leaned on her and took my panties with my mouth. She let them go and as I got up, my dad lifted my dress up. I still had no panties on. They actually thought that I would find a solution; like buy some panties after school or something. But no, being a slut, I stayed committed. When my dad did it again, I could have easily put some panties in my bag. But deep inside, I wanted it to. I,ve been married twice, had a long term partner, had a number of long term lovers but none while I was married. I was always faithful to my marriage partners, that being said my first wife was not. I was probably a late starter, I was almost 16 when I had my first encounter and that seemed to set the tone for the rest of my life. My first sexual experience was most memorable because she was my mates oldest sister Lorraine, she was 28 and a widow. Her husband had been killed in a car crash a.