The usual age disclaimer applies except the participants wish they were 18 again. What if? That was the persistent question in my mind. It seemed that...I had no free time in my mind to think of anything else, once I thought of her again. Oh, yes, I could remember shopping lists, to do the dishes, all the mundane things associated with existing, but the area in my mind that is connected with free thinking was no longer able to drift, wander and roam. What if? Should I write out my thoughts and. ' She smiled nervously and I carried on undressing. I unbuckled my belt and slid it from the loops and placed this on the chair, I then unzipped my jeans and very slowly on purpose wriggled out of their tightness, I let them fall down my legs and kicked them over to one side. I was wearing a tight fitting pair of briefs, they were made tighter because I have more than most men to fit into them and I saw her notice this. 'Don't worry, I will be gentle with you.' I walked over to her and knelt on. They were not shy about it either. They didn't care how obvious they were. Then I gave up all hope of being discreet when two of them, holding my coat open, lingered in front of me playing with my tits. I looked over my shoulder everyone was watching me and the guys. I don't know if they knew I was naked. But they knew the guys were having a good time with me. That's when one of the guys seated at the bar decided he had to use the bathroom. The guys that were playing with me didn't let me. “Hey, I was about to send out the search party”. She said light and breezy. Her eyes rested on him, taking in his flustered face and not so neat appearance. She made no comment and just buckled down to work, her joined her and never made a comment he didn’t even keep her gaze. 　 7 Hours Later “Oh my goodness what time is it”. She asked with dismay in her voice. “Around 7:30 pm”. In a voice that said I can’t quite believed we worked that long. At that precise minute, her tummy growled. “Are.