But before I could stand up, Mr. Riggs snarled, "Stay down there. I'll tell you if I want you to walk on your hind legs, cunt."The audience seemed to ...e enjoying my abuse immensely. They closed in around me and before long there were rough male hands all over me, pinching and pulling and squeezing. It took them less than a minute to uncover my body. My dress was nothing but a belt again. Not long after that someone reached down and grabbed one of the thin strings holding my thong in place and. “What’s this shit?”“No rubber, no fuck.”“I don’t use rubbers, asshole.”“Well then, you don’t fuck this lady. Isn’t that right, dear.”“Oh, I’m sorry, but he’s right. You must use protection.”“Well, fuck that shit. I don’t want you that bad” He stomped off toward another of the cars in the lot.“Damn,” my wife muttered. “He had a big, fat cock. Just the kind I want.”“Sorry, babe, but rules are rules.”She slid her arms back through the sleeves of her dress and pulled it up onto her shoulders.. Vivian had been right. The suit was tiny.It was cut low in the front. The company logo rested over her chest.The front barely covered her crotch, and it pulled very tight. The backwas technically a thong, but it felt transparent. She had wrapped ascarf around her waist, donned her highest, sexiest sandals, and walkedlike a stripper throughout the lobby to the outside patio. The workcrews setting up the boats gawked. She smiled back at them.Vivian was attired the same. She had removed a pair of. I just didn't want to make a move in a situation that could turn into a nightmare.As it turned out, I didn't have to make that decision because she made a move on me."Mark, do you like my tits?" Um ... yeah, yeah, of course I do. You have a great figure." I've noticed you looking at them from time to time at the office and I just wanted you to know, I approve."Well, I wasn't sure how to respond but just blurted out the first thing that came to mind."Cool, very cool. I've always enjoyed a great.