Then I went down to our sunroom… And waited. A few minutes later, Vicki appeared in her thong bikini bottom, and a short white t-shirt that I’d ne...er seen before. This t-shirt was so short that the bottom barely covered her big tits. Not only that, it had the word ‘L@@K’ in big pink letters on it, with a slit down the front that stopped right between the @@’s. Fuck did she look hot! I just stared at Vicki. Then she walked up to me, flashed her tits, pulled down my shorts, and swallowed my cock. He was quite a handsome fella, with piercing blue eyes."Yes, we've been once before with a friend," I replied, slightly nervously."Did you get to play?" The pointed question came from Andy, the second guy.Sheila giggled and said, "We had a go on the fruit machine."All six of us laughed aloud, and doubly so as Andy added, "So you pulled then?"That set the tone for the next hour. The conversation flowed, and the four of us had several drinks while we all commented on various people passing in and. It's hard to describe, but there was a comfort level there that hadn't been in existence before. This was the first open, really intentional flirting we had done, and it opened a door that either couldn't be closed again, or was simply happy to stay open.It expressed itself in little ways. We stood a little closer to each other. When we passed each other, there was no attempt to avoid touching. She smiled more, and maybe I did too.We had a quiet little Thanksgiving, just the four of us, and. The six months since she met Dave had led to a whirlwind of changed forher. Her hair, which had always been a bit long, had grown out tonearly shoulder-length. The memory of shyly entering the salon in herandrogynous top and jeans, asking meekly for the most feminine hairstylethey could provide still fresh in her head. It was a bob for sure, butstill, it was definitely female in nature and it made rendered her wigobsolete. She had no idea what she would do for work at this point, butit.