" "But ..." "No." I went back in to put on some trainers and realised as soon as Iput my foot in mine it was way too big. "I picked you up a pair of t...ainers, I...err....I don't think you willlike them..." "Huh?" "They sorta match the dress." I sighed. The minute I saw the box I knewI would regret it. From one of the bags she had pulled a pink shoe box,and out of that box she pulled a pair of pink and white trainers. "Did you get any socks?" She looked worried, and pulled out a pack of 6 pairs. I was entering my senior year as a mechanical engineer, not to brag. Working at the marina year round as a mechanic was a good way to make dough, that and the school year matched up nicely. There was work year round but during the school year is petered off a great deal. Soon it was late and we were very wasted. I was still sober enough to try and make a move; it was blocked with "I don't want to do anything stupid." To which I answered "I do." She giggled walked me to her door. As I was. She turned back tome, a look of complete satisfaction crossed her face. She tugged her nude color bra back down over her 38Dtits and re-buttoned her silk blouse [which alwaysgaped slightly giving me a view of the lower curve ofher bra during class since I sat in front]. “Thank you so much, Jimmy. My husband just hasn’t beenup for it lately and I would have screamed if I didn’tget a cock inside of me. I still can’t believe howthick yours is… It fills me up so unlike. Big bellies from too much Italian wine I mused. There were no introductions and only the younger man was clean shaven. One of the middle aged men sported a small mousy looking mustache and the other one had a smart, trimmed Van Dyke beard and mustache, plus he was balding.At least they knew exactly what they were about and I expected I wasn’t the first lady to be laid face up on this padded bench at their tender mercy. I just wished everyone had kept to the script I had written and by now I.