The noise in the bar drowned out any noise I made.The bartender came over to take our order and out of the corner of my eye I saw him see what was goi...g on. He turned to help someone else with a smirk on his face. What we were doing was exhibitionistic behavior and I loved it. When his finger-tips grazed my panty-covered crotch, I jerked slightly because his touch was like a pleasant electric shock. I closed my eyes and focused on his hand touching my body. After a few times over my lace thong. Some boys wear boxer shorts." Then she cooed, "Ok Paul, please take off your underpants so we can see how you look naked." Her words made me feel embarrassed. At the club I wore a thong, But now, I would be completely nude. Blushing, I slipped my fingers into the waistband of my briefs. I could feel my face burning. I was turning red from the thought of what I was doing. I pushed my briefs down. I remember feeling them slide over my hips getting momentarily caught in the front where the. I was mad because I thought one of the girls liked me, but now Iwasn't getting anywhere, so I just lay there complaining about beinghorny. Kevin said he was too and we both laid down on opposite sidesof the room talking about pussy. We tried to look in on the girls,but that didn't help anything - we could hear them joke about someother guys at school they liked. We kept talking about how hot itwould be to touch and fuck those girls, all the while makingourselves more and more hot.I talked about. "No problem, ma'am." "Please, call me Emily, it's late and I'm tired of the formality," she said. "I'm just stretching, my legs are so tight. I think it's just going too hard on the tread mill." "Let me help you stretch them out. Have a seat." He walked around the bed and stood in front of her smiling. She sat down and before she could say any thing he took her leg in is strong hands and began pushing her foot back. "Ah that's painful, but feels better," she said. He just stared into her.