I could see the outline of the panties but could not tell the color. Now, she was making constant noise on Joe’s cock. Between her appreciative nois...es, I could hear her whispering a complement about his cock being very nice. Her whispers were driving me crazy with desire. Soon there was ruffling of clothes and her bra and the panties came off to lay on the floor with jeans, shirt and socks. The soft sound of bedsprings telling many unsaid facts.Then there was a lot of body movement and the. I had dressed to impress, I thought. I had on a white button up shirt, with a fancy black lace bra and had left enough buttons undone that the bra showed if I leaned forward or back. I wore a mid length skirt, with a black lace thong that matched the bra and a pair of high black heels. I parked off to the side, and was very nervous but went in. The club was dark, there was one runway with a stripper pole but no dancer on it. There were about six guys in the whole club, not counting the. . . so when you have a bath or are in your bed at night, do you ever touch between your legs? Don't be shy. If you do, then say so. Believe me, you'd be very unusual if you don't." I said."Ummmm . . .yeah - - I do sometimes." she said as she blushed quickly in the face."Does your sister?" I asked."I think so, but I can't be sure." she said, now with a flushed face."I'll bet she does. Does it feel nice?" I asked again."Ummmm. . . .Yeah." she said, as she turned away."Do you do it because it. The family home sat on over an acre of land and we walked to the back of the lot and sat on a couple of tree stumps. She asked about my knee, how it happened, and about the rehab. Then we talked about other inconsequential subjects, both of us ignoring the 400 pound gorilla sitting between us. After a half an hour of chit chat, we knew that we had to address the subject of ‘us’. I hung my head for a moment then took Jackie’s hand gently. ‘Jackie, I screwed up and I’m sorry. I realize that I.