Carla got dressed and I pulled my pants up. We left the drive-in and found a restaurant. It wasn’t easy sharing the rest of the evening with Jim a...d Barb. They were fine, but Carla and I had just made love, for the first time really, and we wanted to bask in that shared glow.When I got home that night, I found a letter on the table. It was from the Selective Service. I had been drafted.I had to report for duty on September 14th, barely six weeks away. I told Carla, trying to put a happy. This meant that as they walked their nudity beneath these gowns was very obvious. Some of the men there had never seen an adult woman who shaved her pudenda, and none had seen such a sexually exciting display at a public event before, except in theatre productions.The reactions of the women ranged from outraged shock to outraged envy. All of them felt over-dressed, yet few would have dared to dress like that, even among their most intimate friends at the most private dinner party. Some would. Slowly he stood up and smiled at her. "Was that enough punishment?" He asked. She was still shaking but her smile was still there, teasing and wanting. She stood up and kissed him, licking her cum off his lips, and took his cock in her hand and start to slide it up and down his shaft. "I think I need another lesson still yet, it hasn't quite gone in yet," she said in between kisses. With a wicked smile, she pushed him towards his desk and onto his chair. Without hesitating she straddled him. Now dressed I looked in the mirror again. I was feeling better already. Forget that loser, forget about all of them. I had to go out shopping. Yes, I was over dressed but I didn’t care. It doesn’t matter what you are doing if you feel good about yourself.In the local Shopping centre I bought milk and bread. Not very exciting but I breezed around feeling empowered. Some of the looks I was getting also excited me. Before heading home I decided to have a coffee. I was sitting there watching the.