The deep purple color contrasted superbly with his new,sheer white shirt. And the front pleats seemed much better equipped to handlehis apparently wid...er hips.Stacy eyed him up with delight. "Michael, you look absolutely fantastic."He couldn't believe it. "But Stacy, these pants are purple. They have pleats.And look at this belt. It looks like a .." Michael don't go getting all neurotic on me. Purple is very in these days.And those pleats really work with your figure." I.I don't know. I'm. I want to hold you at night and feel you against me. I think we could do this with Shirley in the mix right now, but if we want an exclusive, then we need to talk about it and also talk to Shirley about it. I'm not divorced yet. That will probably happen Friday. When we're both totally free, we'll talk about it some more, but mostly let's just enjoy each other and our friends together."Caroline put her beer down and came to sit on my lap. "That was the most I've ever heard a man discuss his. ”Reverend Caldwell took Cindy’s hand and said, “Welcome Cindy, glad you could join us. Hey, did you mother tell you about the potluck after the morning services. I do hope you’ll join us.” Cindy just nodded no and kept on moving, pushing her mother toward the seats. Frowning and thinking, “By god I am not about to stay in this church any longer than I have to.” She was relieved when her mother did not sit in the front row.Cindy looked around and almost fainted. Half of the men sitting there. The boss of the pub had been giving me the eye for quite a few months, and tonight, he decided he wasn't going to wait any more. We were all sat chatting, and touching each other, getting more and more turned on. I was getting moist and my clit was screaming out to be rubbed. I really didn't care who did it, as long as someone did. My boss seemed to sense my body and stuck his hand between my legs, feeling the small amount of cum that had started to drip out of me. He pulled me over to him, and.