His wife on the end, their kids in between them and he is in the middle with a few chairs in between him and another older couple. I should thank God ...hat this service is full and that I can squeeze in next to him without looking desperate but I don't think God will be happy with my reasons. I walk down the isle feeling how excited I am hoping that not wearing panties pans out for me. I get to his row and squeezed past the older couple and leaned into him making sure my chest was visible. "Is. .. and with ... that thing ... you know ... in you ... I've never done anything like that before..."I looked over at Miss, and she just encouraged me to go on. She absolutely loved the affect that the night had generated."I know it is strange, Rebecca, but I think I can try to explain it all," I said, not believing a word of what I said.Miss was using her fingers in a beckoning motion and the words came out of my mouth before I thought about them, "Why don't you come back over, Beck, and we can. She glanced nervously around the common room which was considerably larger then her own common room of the girls dorm. Each of the guys gave her much more ferocious glimmering gleans of longing now that they were behind closed doors. It sent a chill down her spine, her body remembering all those hands and just how careless they were, how their nails snagged on flesh accidentally and on purpose, how they squeezed her. It was like she was reliving the nightmare over again, even if she was. Phil was a few years older, about six feet tall with broad shoulders and was pleasing to the eye. They met at a law firm party when Sheila went with a her friend who worked there. Sheila was smart, attractive and funny but she was also dirt poor. She was working as a receptionist when she met Phil and he swept her off her feet with his apparent charm, good looks and his money. It didn’t take her long to figure out that Phil married her to be his trophy wife to make partner at the law firm..