My best friend Becky invited me to a bridal shower for her sister Rosemary. It was typical shower with a lot of gag gifts and kidding around. I did my...fair share of the kidding by giving Rosemary a large polish sausage with a jar of Vaseline and a note telling her that practice makes perfect. We had several drinks during the party and while we were not drunk, we were in a good mood. One of the girls suggested we take the party to a local strip club because this particular night was ladies night. McKayla was also into SCA, but she and Kevin took things to a whole new level.Where my folks used to just play dress-up, the two of them spent literally thousands of dollars on clothing, gear and toys that were "authentic". When we got together, Melanie and I could only roll our eyes at how goofy our spouses were. That year, McKayla was dressed up as someone named "Darth Talon". Her outfit ... excuse me ... her "costume" ... was essentially a black leather bikini, a bunch of red and black body. I grabbed her and we ended up on top of my bed kissing. I wasn’t drunk this time and she surely tasted so sweet! After a couple of minutes, my hands were getting restless. I came from an all-boy’s school in Hong Kong. And you know boys bragged about what they would do to girls yet I never had a girlfriend. I was getting so excited that I was feeling expectant and amorous. Now I had this Gwei-mui (western girl) squashed under me on my very own bed! I grabbed her bum over her tight pair of denim. The cold drops hitting the tip, and flowing down between my fingers, and to the base of my shaft as I tighten, and then loosen my grip on myself. You still in the kitchen believing that I'm fast asleep. Cooking away at the stove in nothing but your thong, and apron. You're still tingling and slightly wet from last nights adventures. Our juice's mixed together, still inside you. Depending on how you stand your thong slightly wet from the fluid that leaks out. Laying in bed I don't want to.