I... I'm... my girlfriend from college just invited me to a CMNF party. And I want to go! But only if you take me." She practically gasped all those words out at once. Now Rob and I have different perspectives on what transpired that night. To this day he believes I was making amends for my intransigence on gift-giving. He's a lovely guy, but he retains the ingrained masculine conceit that a woman derives her principal pleasure from pleasing her partner. I was slightly disappointed, but I knew she was right. "So, is this what you were so nervous about on the drive up?" I asked. I remember the first time I parked at her house and she was already waiting for me -- with her husband. After he kissed her goodbye and we drove away, I saw him staring after us in my rear view mirror. I'm sure he was concerned about his wife's obvious enthusiasm to be with me. As it turned out, he had every right to be concerned. Satomi dealt out another hand. I pulled the collar up to hide my breasts, but I was starting to lose it. I felt like touching myself, but I couldn't with them here.

Lexi practically dragged me away from all that bare flesh to a far corner with four oversized recliners that were all lined up. There were seven or eight padded metal chairs leaning against the wall. She stood behind one of the recliners. Satomi sat down on my bed, and yammered on, not realizing. She explained our homework, and then asked,

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I’d see his friends try not to look, but they always would and I’d even sometimes notice a little movement in their trousers, which I made apparent that I had seen. Anna blushed, but Callie was unperturbed. It was a marvel to see her smokeshow of a body stride so confidently outside without a stitch of clothing on. "Wouldn't you like to know?" she smirked.

My new female boss and I were already getting a little too flirty when she asked me to escort her to a CMNF party.Her hair was in my nose, in my mouth. Her scents surrounded me, overwhelmed me. I smelled some charming sprinkles of baby powder, some very light perfume-- I pictured her perfuming her naked thighs before she stepped into her panties. And, just under it all, the unmistakable sweet odor of the very beginning of her arousal. The feeling of being completely naked in front of a room full of clothed men was unbelievable. As I walked around the pool I could feel the cool air from the water flowing over every inch of my body, teasing my nipples and the lips of my pussy, which were used to being covered, not thrust out on display. I looked down at my unrestrained breasts as they bounced up and down, blushing as I realized that every guy at the pool could see me bouncing too.

The rest of us laughed, as if what we'd done so far wasn't a party. But I wasn't about to slow the momentum. Anna started some music, Callie retrieved the beers, and Jessica started pouring drinks. Us guys, unfamiliar with the house, were free to hang out. I noticed that none of the girls, including Anna, showed any trepidation about prancing about naked at this point. They even danced and grinded on each other as if this were a normal night out on the town. I haven't even gotten to her legs yet. They were the best I've ever seen on a girl her size. She almost always wore dresses or skirts. I could tell that her wearing silky tops and putting her legs always on display showed how much she loved being the center of male attention. Callie didn't slow down. In between pants, she said, "No - worries - hey - no - inhibitions - right?" Yeah." I didn't think it was serious, but actually, I could feel it when I bent over. Maybe I should go see the doctor just in case. The clinic wasn't far. I kept my swimsuit on, but pulled my hoodie on over top. I don't usually walk around campus in a swimsuit, but I didn't think it would be that big a deal. Set in the Mailgirl Universe, or a world where naked mail-room carriers are legal in offices and businesses, popularized by Cambridge Caine .Excellent," Jessica continued as the unofficial ringmaster. "Good choice. This weekend is gonna be a lot of fun for you boys. I guess we'd better abide by Rule #1 then. Ladies?" I was 6' 2" and Lexi was 5' 4". In heels. She had the sweetest face, like an angel... but then she could get the most mischievous look in her eyes. Her breasts were free for only a second when I reached around from behind and cupped them in my hands. She gasped as I began to mold them, pulling on them as if I was reshaping them for my pleasure. I gave each nipple a twist and a twirl until they were sufficiently hard. Then I moved in front of her to examine my work. Oh!" I squealed. Had I taken my panties off? Who helped me change? Satomi? A nurse? I guess sometimes I do strip off my panties in my sleep, but where had they got to?