Oh she was a beautiful thick teen, darker than her mother, and some great big perky tits for her age. Her pussy was hairless and exposed a soft camelt...e between some seriously delishious thighs. "Wanna come into my room with me?" she asked. I nodded and walked across the hall into her room. She closed and locked the bedroom door and the only light was from her computer screen, which had a paused porn video on it. "What were your watching on there?" I asked. She answered "I was trying to lean. ”“Shit, are you telling me that she knew about Joe and me all the time.”“I don’t know but that sweet little lady is a lot smarter than you and Joe realize and it wouldn’t surprise me if she has known all along. When I called Joe that morning she knew exactly who I was and went all out to get me interested in her. Why would she do that other than to get closer to the action? She also paid you too much attention for someone who was only interested in a good fuck from your husband. Think about. " "I thought you'd never ask." Ginger stood up, retrieved her glass of wine from the spot where she'd been sitting, returned to me and grasped my hand. As she pulled me to my feet she said, "Grab your beer sweetie, this is going to be fun." My surrender was complete. Ginger was in control. As she led me across the bar I felt like I was back in the care of Mel and Amy or Jeanne. It was a comfortable feeling. No, I'm not admitting to newly discovered submissive desires, it's simply that when one. Stop treating me like a kid."And then she did something that I think none of us expected. Sarah hopped up onto the stage, and in an act of defiance, expertly gave a twirl around the pole with her legs pushed far out. There was not a bit of clumsiness to her and her legs looked sexy in her cut-offs. As she arched her back, her t-shirt clung to her generous chest and showed off her curves.I yelled, "Sarah!" but my cry was drowned out by the encouraging hollering and applause by my colleagues."Oh.