It should have been every guy's dream third date with a beautiful youngwoman. However, the little surprise she dropped on me the previous datehad me w...orried. What if Olivia was inviting me over and wanted to goall the way? Was that something I could actually handle when it reallyhappened?When Saturday night finally came, I was nervous as I went up to knockon her door. My nerves were only worsened when Olivia opened the doorand I saw she was wearing just an old t-shirt and some yoga pants.Tight. She gingerly pulled down her underwear and stepped out of them, feeling warm semen start to run down her thigh. She handed them to her fiance, who spun her around and planted a firm kiss on her lips as he stuffed her panties into his pocket. His hand reached up under her skirt as he swiftly swiped his middle finger through her labia, coating it once more. He held up his hand to Sarah's mouth expectantly. "Looks like you missed a spot," he said in a low voice, as Sarah took his finger into her. ”I then took the next 15 minutes showing them Scout. Or to be more precise, a 1975 International Harvester Scout II. I could tell the 4x4 did not mean much to them, and they thought IH only made trucks and tractors. But they thought that my ride was "rad", and would look out for me in the future.Linda was obviously relieved when we pulled out. She told me that the youngest one was a guy she had “dated” the year before, and was worried that there might be a scene. I was a bit puzzled, and asked. "Oh my God Diane! You have grown! "I covered myself up while Sharon continued."I don't see any trace of the beard anymore either! Girl, you're reallylooking good!" We hugged again, then I started getting dressed for dinner.I had selected a tailored mint green suit with a matching skirt, an antiquewhite silk blouse with lace trim. I wore light green and white accessorieswith shoes that accented the outfit. My hair was now a luxuriant, shoulderlength auburn colored mane, styled to frame my face.