I grab him again and start kissing him but for longer, about 13 to 15 seconds long and he doesn’t resist or pull back. He just keeps going! While th...s is happening a few of my best friends are cheering and chanting “go go go go go!” I then stop and hug him, “You are really good at that!” I said. He then says “So are you.” We then both laugh and split up into the party somewhere. I barely remember the party at all because he just kept distracting me. Every so often while I was talking to friends. I should shorten this up, went to swing club, i got fingered at our table by the husband of a couple that sat & talked with us.this was all new to me & a little put back but i went with the flow, at that point tom my husband to be seen me looking at this guy in a g string on the dance floor and said to me, i see your looking at that guy & it looks like he has a nice package.before i knew what was going on he was sitting beside me & showing me his cock and telling me to go ahead feel it.tom my. " Amy asked, "Is the chemise you wore sheer?" "It is. You can see a hint of everything, even my pussy." Mel said, "That sounds hot. Did Trent like it?" "He loved it. When he saw me the first thing he said was, Now that's what I'm talkin about." Jeanne mimicked a man's deep voice. We all smiled. Amy asked, "What did you say to him?" "I told him that I was pleased he liked it because I bought it to wear just for him." Jeanne paused. After a moment she quickly said, "I'm sorry Michael, that came. The way he spoke fascinated Elaine. On the one hand he was just a regular guy. On the other hand, their shared interest in BDSM was an undercurrent throughout their conversation. Like a secret. Like something conveyed with a nod and a wink.But there was something else. Something Elaine could not confess.The toys.Sitting at the bottom of her wardrobe, they mocked her. They tempted her. At once she was torn by the desire to experiment with them and the need to read the words Gary was sharing with.