"I didn't tell her, but I had noticed there were striations on her butt that now made sense. I had guessed they were remnants of being spanked or whip...ed by her recent captors but were not red. Just a few white lines. It made sense.It seemed she peed a bucketful and a half."I've been holding it in for hours," she commented. "I just couldn't hold it anymore."I was standing by her side, holding her hand and watched with interest as her yellow stream just seemed to come from nowhere.Guys have a. I don't know who started it but it was probably one of the wives who had been fighting with Maricel. She finally proposed a bet for the next time we played each other. We would each put whatever we wanted the other team to do into an envelope. We would seal each envelope, and give it to the owners of the bar. We knew them very good. And after the next game, whichever team lost, had to open their envelope and do whatever it was that was written inside. It couldn't be anything illegal, but. Aly looked down to Alex. She thought about how to respond. "We can try to keep it a secret. You've done it this long alone, now I can help." Aly replied, trying to offer help. "Do you think they'd be mad? Or grossed out?" Alex asked, continuing the discussion. Aly thought for a moment. "I don't think they'd be grossed out. They may be surprised, but I highly doubt they'd be mad at you. But I'm sure you don't have to worry about them finding out." Aly explained, trying to calm Alex's nerves.. ..I was hard, really hard, this was wrong really wrong... Then her legs closed and I looked up to see her smiling at me and then looking at my crotch and the bulge that I was trying to hide...She then started to rub her thighs together, very slowly for a few moments and then stopped, she then crossed her legs and her dress was sitting at the top of her thighs.I could see her beautifully tanned thighs just above the lacy elastic of her hold up stockings all I wanted to was place my head in her.