It felt like a mild electric shock! I put my hand on his to try and stop him but I was nowhere near strong enough and he just held onto my inner thig... and wouldn’t move. I gave him a hard stare and whispered for him to get off me but then Ollie, no doubt realising what his friend was up to, started to do the same. Slowly, my dress was pushed right up and I suddenly felt fingers tracing the edges of my panties which I could feel were getting wet. I was virtually being held in that position. She was, however, proportioned in just a lovely fashion, her slimness, despite a pair of 35′ breasts, was enhanced by the soft but real swell of her butt. Keri, Karolyn Ball, worked quietly but effectively in the accounting department of a major firm, on loan at times to PR, because of a flair for that also. At 34 she led a restless life, sort of restless anyway. She had what she felt was a romantic soul and fairly languished from lack of any kind of romance in her life. Any kind, that is. This is pretty good she thought to herself. She wondered if her host had made this homemade or if this was delivered from a local restaurant. Wherever it had come from it was very tasty. When she finally met her absent host Sara would have to ask him for the recipe. She made a note of that her still somewhat fuzzy head. Before leaving the kitchen, Sara decided she was going to be a polite guest and wash her bowl and utensils and put them back where they belonged. Thankfully all the stuff to. I looked at his crotch and noticed he was in the same state of arousal as i. I could see the outline of his cock through his grey warmup pants. I wanted to see it, touch it. I was totally into this very quickly. I asked what he wanted me to do. He calmly said he wanted to play with my hard cock and to take my shorts off. With out hesitation I pulled them down revealing to my new friend that I wasn't wearing any underware. MY hard cock stood straight out as I didn't even get a chance to sit back.