" Thank you James." I opened the door for him.As he walked into the kitchen to put the food down, I hiked my skirt up and bit and unbuttoned my shirt ...so that the top of my bra showed. As he walked back out of the kitchen I made sure he had a good look at me then I told him that I would still like to tip him. He said no it's not necessary."Yes I do." I leaned over the back of the couch to get my purse, I knew that the bottom of my ass was hanging out of the skirt and that my thong wasn't visible. Well coming to it, I recently went for a get together at a party where people unknown to each other interact socially. I happen to meet this group through meetup. So during the party, everyone was talking to each other but none strike me. While the party was going a lady perhaps in her early thirties came along with a friend. She was pretty good looking but she had something which struck me, I can’t describe but it was a spark. She was not a bombshell but yes classy and elegant.I approached. ”Taking his finger out of me and rubbing my ass cheeks again, he asked, “Are you okay?”I could hear in his voice that he was anxious to be in me, wanting to fuck me, which made me nervous, and anticipating what was next I said, “Yea,” and giving a little nod of my head. John moved closer and as his legs brush against mine, I nervously shifted a little. John now put his hands on my ass, and trying to steady me he asked, “Are you ready?”Not replying right away, he said, “Don’t worry,” which made. Pamela grinned. Dennis’ cock wasn’t huge but not small either; pressing against Pamela’s tender body it easily reached her belly button and felt as heavy as forceful. She yearned to have it inside her and eagerly spread her legs, when Dennis now lifted her light body up onto one of the big, heavy boxes in the truck. With swift grabs, he took off Pamela’s skirt and the white thong that was underneath it, so that Pamela was now only wearing her sandals, the tube top like a belt around her hips.