. garment... that Nikki held consisted of a small triangular patch of sheer silk and some elastic strings. "Ummm -- what is that?" she asked, feeling ... bit stupid."Butt floss," Nikki said with a straight face, giving Jo time to react with shock before she said "Thong panties, of course. Slip them on, now."Jo took them, looked at them for a moment, and then slipped them on. Catching a glimpse in a mirror, she realised that the silk triangle, while it covered her crotch adequately, left nothing. "Remember, we had to boot you out of the club when you started fondling baseballs all the time, mister big man on campus."Chet wasn't an exceptional athlete overall, but he'd been blessed with a superior arm ever since Little League. He didn't play much when he wasn't pitching, but was a terror on the mound when he did. He'd only gone out for football that year because of peer pressure from the cheerleader / jock crowd he'd found himself in while dating Lori."The physics of pitching is serious. I told her to call me for her pick up and I would be waiting. I then parked the car and went into a dark part of the lounge to make sure the meeting happened. They met at the bar and disappeared to the elevator banks.I went home and waited – waited – and - waited. Finally at 2:00AM I got a call to pick her up in front of the hotel. I drove as fast as I could to get my lovely wife and hear all the details of their encounter.When she got in the car she gave me a big kiss sticking her tongue in my. She sucked Mr. Brown's dick today, didn't she? And I loved watching you do it, Sweet Muffin! Isn't that right? You suck anybody I ask you to, don't you baby?" Yes daddy, I do! I'm a filthy slut, daddy. I let strangers touch me down there and shoot their cum on my tits." You naughty strumpet! You even let your own father straddle your face and rub his balls and his dick all over your face!"And I gasped again, as his fuck-flesh plopped heavily in my face and rubbed all over my mouth and my eyes.