“Now, strip, Bitch,” he said with a very authoritative tone. I bowed my head and muttered, “Yes, Sir.” “You will look at me when you address...me, slut,” he demanded. “YES, SIR,” I repeated. With that, I unsnapped the single snap holding my red-latex top together and let it fall to the ground. My endorphins raced. Never before had I been topless for a stranger, no less my own sister’s husband. Taking a deep breath, I unsnapped the micro-shorts that I was wearing and pulled them down, kicking them. ’ Well, you weren’t leading or following any of the advice you got, so get out of the fucking way and let what happens happen, and then see how you feel. Remember, we all need to know your decision before the sun comes up.” Darlene turned and walked away, almost giving me a cold shoulder.From the rising tone and intensity of her voice, I realized that Darlene was hiding deep anger with me. I thought about what had been happening. Over three months had passed since I’d discovered KC fucking that. You know it's one of those things that people who are in love do, that no one knows why we do it. I know that the guys do it, because we figure that if we do a lot of those useless romantic things, we get pussy. There is no other reason for us to want to walk slowly around a fucking park, on a beautiful day when we could be washing our cars, or playing video games or watching sports. So women if your guy tells you, that he loves taking long walks in the park, know that, "A," he's lying, and. After some confusion everyone had their own clothes and pulled them on in silence. I think we were all in shock at the passions we had released. I looked and gave Steve a smile, knowing he would be unsure about where we stood after what he had done. The three teens had left, so taking his hand I followed them out of the steam room, the others followed. Once again, the blast of cold air hit me reawakening my senses from the orgasm induced stupor. We all quickly headed to the changing rooms.