Now, however, guys were chest bumping and high-fiving him as he walked through the halls wearing his letter jacket, but it was the senior girls' react...ons that he really took notice of as they began seeking him out and showering him with flirty attention. The curves of their tight, eighteen- and nineteen-year-old bodies had grown increasingly enticing to him over the past month, and, though few of them could hold a candle to Amy's tits and ass at this point, his drastically strengthened. The fact that it took him a couple of seconds to react was enough to convince me he was surprised at the vision before him.“You must be Naomi,” he finally said. “Please come in.” Dad recovered enough to step back and hold the door open for her. I saw the familiar knowing smile on her face as she entered. Dad offered to take her light jacket and I was right there to welcome her to our home.“You didn’t have any trouble finding our place?” I asked.“None at all,” her smile graced me.“Naomi, this is. I heard a few of them talking about buying pantyhose for the dinner party and having to squeeze into the control tops. I noticed thru dinner there were a noticeable amount of people that were getting pretty intoxicated. I hadn’t seen Leslie again, as she must have been sitting in a different part of the restaurant. After dinner we all did a Yankee swap, and finished up dessert. Some of the drunken people were pretty far gone and were leaving before things got too ugly. Before long things were. That anguish of betrayal and humiliation. But it was all mixed in with a sense of wild excitement. I fantasized about what she might be doing. The sensations were addictive. It's imagining the woman you love being intimate. It was an incredibly naughty act to think of Pricilla fucking someone else, especially a friend. The effect to my senses was a shock, like a hard drug. It's a sensual addiction that is hard to match; the thought of my wife's vagina entered by the penis of another man. The.