She did not wish to wait any longer to have skin-to-skin contact with her friend's chest. Nancy reached a hand down and began to tug Mary's shirt upwa...rd. The lower light provided by the dimmer as well as the bed covers allowed Mary the freedom she needed to remove the shirt, which she did.Both women began to verbalize their delight in being able to feel each other's breasts pressed against their own. Nancy got a huge rush from the feeling of Mary's velvety smooth skin and her firm back and. Save us a seat at your wedding.” Maryanne said softly from above.“I imagine that you’ll wear a wedding ring for me?” Abby asked.“I’d be so happy and proud to show the whole world that I’m married to you, Abby.”“Thank you, Brad.”“The only thing is, I wouldn’t be able to wear my ring if I ever did play hockey again. I know I wear gloves but if I happen to get into a fight and hit the guy with my ring on, I could get suspended. I could take a puck in the hand and ruin my ring. If I ever did play. When Bob arrived we introduced ourselves to him and he instantly took a seat beside My Wife as I'm sure he could see the tops of her thigh highs exposed under her mini skirt. After some talk and finishing our drinks Bob said follow him to his house which My Wife and I did. Once there Bob fixed us another drink and My Wife was getting anxious as to what was coming next. Nobody was kinda making the first move when My Wife politely walked up the stairs towards Bob's bedroom, he instantly followed. “Jesus, Jenn. Yes, yes, yes, you are soft. When did you start … shaving yourself.”“Just today.” Jenn’s eyes gleamed. She raised her skirt higher, and stroked her smooth mound with one hand. “I was inspired when I tried on this costume. I like it. It lets me go without panties without being so obvious.”“How’s that?”“Well, before my red hair was so obvious if it peeked out. Now it’s just skin.”Carly gulped. “I see. You are a brave woman, Jenn O’Shea.”Jenn laughed. “Maybe. Doesn’t that costume.