The television was on and it was on a sports program that featured male swim competition for the Olympics. The screen was filled with tall young men w...ith their business stuffed inside the tiny Speedo swim suits like items on a menu at a five star restaurant. She was practically drooling just looking at those eight pairs of strong masculine legs and glorious bulges in between that promised paradise for the lucky female that managed to get inside to reap the harvest.Her hand wandered down to her. Despite Alice's best efforts to keep her legs together, the top of her pussy just peaked out. As she stepped out of her knickers I did my best to catch a better glimpse of the pink lips between her legs, but she did it so quickly I didn't get a chance.Alice stood there completely naked now, her clothes neatly laid out on the side, no longer performing their usual job of preserving her modesty and keeping her private parts private. Though I was sure that it was tempting for her to use her hands. I was definately thinking along those same lines, given the fact that I wouldn’t really know anyone at this party anyway.The party was actually pretty good though. Lots of people, and some pretty hot girls too. One girl named Carrie was there that I knew from highschool that I hadn’t seen in ages, so we hit it off right away over some burgers and beers and talked for a long time. Meanwhile, Kayla was off talking to some friends or swimming in the pool, and I was cool with her keeping her. " Someone asked her, why she was working as a waitress, and she told them to save for a trip to Paris. They all thought it was a wiseass answer so they nicknamed her that." her son added with a smile."Well whatever the reason, I love it. To run into a woman named Paris in Augusta Maine will be an interesting story," I said."I'm glad you find it interesting. Now. tell us about you. We find you interesting. Start with what happened to your hand." Gee, to explain about the hand I have to go back.