"That'll do," I said. Then, turning to Charlene I added, "Let's start this experiment." Before I could think too long about what I was doing, I took o...f my T-shirt and dropped my shorts to the ground. It was late spring and that was all that I was wearing. Even back then I normally didn't wear underwear in warm weather.Charlene brought a chair over to the doorway and stood on the chair to firmly tie my hands to the top of the door. The peter meter moved a little off zero, and someone called. It was my senior year. I met a girl at a fraternity party who (for the sake of anonymity) had a name that started with ‘M’. She was 2 years younger than me, and I could tell she was pleasantly plump. By no means obese, but a bigger girl yet with curves in the right places. She was with a girl who had a rare skin disorder in which her pigmentation became very splotchy from the merest exposure to the sun. It was impossible for M’s friend to avoid this condition even in the cold weather town our. "Jim, you sit on the side of your truck there." Jim, understanding immediately, hopped up on the side of his F350, his hard cock bouncing in the breeze. "Yeah, Hank. Do it." Jim said. I turned to look at Hank. He was standing naked, with his hard cock in his hand. It wasn't as thick as Jim's, but it was longer, with a delicious upward curve to it. "Take your clothes off". Without even thinking, I dropped my shorts on the ground and started unbuttoning my shirt. Since I was not wearing underwear. ”She grabbed her wine, sat back, and sighed. As she did this, she looked at me and gave me a bit of a smile. She also seemed to forget about holding her shirt together since we were getting a pretty good view of her breasts.“I’m sorry I was making a big deal about you guys seeing my boobs. It’s really not a big deal, I guess, especially since I’ve gone topless at a few beaches. I think I’m getting drunk if I’m talking about this,” Erica said.“Believe me we’re fine with it. You look.