But the reality of it just didn’t really add up? Maybe it was my lack of experience. I was, after all, five years younger, and fresh out of college ...where drunken hook-ups may have been commonplace, but not a clear invitation from a dirty mommy. Once outside, I walked her to her car, still totally unconvinced of her sincerity for the situation. Clearly aware of this, she pinned me between her body and the car, pulled the collar of my shirt down, and began savagely kissing along my neck and. He had on his basketball shorts, which made it very visible and very hot to me. He grabbed his hoodie which was on the seat next to him and tried to casually put it on his lap to hide his boner. I then waited a few seconds then slowly pulled the hoodie off. He kinda jolted a little bit trying to hide his excitement the best he could. Then I slowly put my hands on his thigh. I squeezed it a little. He had a face that said what are doing girl? And started to stutter a little as I rubbed my hand. Sunil then explained us the rule of the game. He said he will serve three card to each of us and every one has to put their one cloth on stake. After turning the cards the person who is having smallest cards has to shell of the cloth he / she put on stake.In the first round Geeta put her jeans on stake while I put my saree Sapna put her Kameez while all three guys put their shirts. In the first round I was the looser so I had to shell of my saree now I was sitting in Blouse & petticoat next to. It was almost 5:30, not 3 when I finally arrived at her place. She was out the door even before I had gotten out of the car. I was apologizing for my tardiness, but she assured me it wasn't a problem. Getting her night bag we got things into the car, hugged and kissed, and were off on our first trip to the club together.The club was 200 miles away from Mary's, so about a 4 hour's drive. We stopped for some fast food along the way. As I drove, Mary seemed to enjoy rubbing my leg, my inner thigh..