After looking in and seeing Coach was alone, I quickly put on my blonde wig and lipstick and makeup. I entered the weight room shaking my ass like a h...t-to-trot little seventeen-year-old girl for Coach Cocker to see. He was surprised by the wig, but when he saw how cute I looked in it he smiled at me and I smiled at him. "You look just like a girl," he said. "I wanted to for you, Coach," I said. "Courtney, I thought of you as the cutest little cock-teaser in my class, all year. Now, I can see I. Then I felt it, that first lick of your tongue on my clit. It was a direct hit and my body spasmed in response. You expertly teased me and licked and sucked on my clit, twirling my hood piercing in your mouth gently then tugging on it causing tension. I then felt you slip a finger into my dripping wet hole. You slowly and gently licked me and fingered me as I laid with eyes closed head back and my own hands playing with my nipples. You continued this until I was more wet, expertly slipping a. She giggled and asked, “How would like to fuck me in there with all of the girls listening to us?”I smiled and said, “It might be fun!”So my wife took me by the hand and walked me into the cabin. She told the girls to go to sleep. She handed me a clean pair of underwear and told me to go outside to change. I did then I returned. As I climbed in I asked her what she was wearing to bed. She replied that she was going to wear what she wore every night…nothing at all. So she stripped naked right in. ‘Harness,’ I thought to myself. Is she sending smoke signals?Mags suddenly grabbed her bag and, pleading a mild headache and sleepiness, made her excuses. I said I’d go up with her but she said no, that I should stay and enjoy the late evening with Isabelle.Left to ourselves, Isabelle ordered a brandy for herself and a scotch for me and we carried on chatting away.“Are you and Mags an item, Nancy?”“Not in the traditional sense.” She raised an eyebrow. “Oh, no, I mean she’s my absolute best mate.