I knew where her last class was and decided to backtrack and see if I could meet her. She was only fifteen minutes overdue, but with my heightened anx...ety, I wasn't about to sit back and wait for her.I'd just about reached her building when I saw her. She was arguing with a guy I didn't recognize and her face was red and her body language said she was stressed. I picked up the pace and arrived by her side."What's up, Shelly?" I asked, checking out the guy who was standing in front of her."Not. She sucked his old Boss from the tip to the bottom; while one of her hands was busy with her pussy squelching in and out.Then Ana told me her Boss had cum in her mouth and at same time she had come as well on her own fingers.Finally the day of the party at Ana’s Boss house came.We both went there and saw the house was really crowded.As the old man noticed my wife, he approached us and introduced himself to me. Then he told me if I would mind him if he would steal my wife away and introduce her. “ Well you can’t wear normal underwear under those tights and I don’t have any spare thongs so you’ll have to be naked under them for today. “ Obviously this was not ideal but I hadn’t realised how interesting it was going to make rehearsals. The boy wriggled into the tights I tried not to look as he tucked his penis and testicles inside the restrictive lycra but I couldn’t help myself and watched intently as his cock and balls were outlined perfectly inside his shiny tights. I adjusted his. “I’m tired of homework. We have until Wednesday to study for this final. I want to do something else.” Although Carly knew the answer she asked, “Like what?” “Oh, you know, something… different. You in?” Carly bit her lip. She like Miranda, but not in that way. What if things went bad and it ruined their friendship? “I…I don’t know.” Miranda pouted. “I promise, it’ll just be the one time, then we can pretend it never happened.” Her hand traced little designs on Carly’s wrist. She leaned closer..