Feeling more than a little naughty, Jane decided to go through some of the clothes that her daughter left in the house for when she was home on vacati...on. She went through the lingerie drawer, blushing as she found more than enough articles of lacy underwear: corsets, bras, thongs, bustier, garter belts, and stockings of every color and design. There were even some made out of shiny black vinyl. George was in for a surprise tonight, she thought to herself as she began to strip off her favorite. I felt my balls tighten and the blood rush into my cock, I could feel it getting harder with every squeeze.I lent into the car and squeezed her right nipple this made her lightly moan.Then I lent down further and felt her wet vagina, I gently rubbed her swollen clitoris, working my fingers in between her nice puffy pussy flaps, I inserted one finger then another into her tight wet hole and pushed them deep inside her, she arched her back and groaned.She pulled me closer and undone the buttons. "Brenda, who was sitting at my left, across from her, reached out and put her hand on mine. "Tell her to drink her wine, Freddy."I regarded my wife curiously. "Brenda, if she doesn't want wine..."She left her hand on mine. "Freddy. Tell her. She'll obey you."I was shocked at this, and I'm sure my look conveyed it. Brenda, however, made no further comment. I looked to my right, at the slender, erotic newcomer, and was about to make some apologetic remark on my wife's behalf, when Willie suddenly. I had trouble getting back on the ice. Let's face it, I got beat up because I'm a skater. But what happened here made it all worth it, it really did. And I don't mean winning a medal, either." You guys will go into an Olympic year as the reigning world bronze medallists. Have you thought of that?" Sandra asked."NO!" Warren laughed."We just want to go. Luckily, we and Steve and Sharon nailed down that third spot, so it'll be easier," said Sophia."Yeah, and hopefully our friends Evan and Shawna.