The cab ride was slow due to the traffic, but this gave Adrienne and Sylvia a chance for girl talk. Adrienne was in her early 30’s and looked to be ...in her 20’s, very well dressed and had perfect makeup on. When Sylvia expressed an interest in the makeup, Adrienne told her that Sylvia needed no makeup at all, she was a natural beauty, and that was what got her the job. The cab pulled up in front of one of the more exclusive stores on 5th Avenue, Adrienne paid the driver and motioned for Sylvia. ‘Are you sure, you want to do this?’ I ask him, trying to give him a way out or maybe myself, scared of disappointing him. ‘Oh, god, yes.’ he says as his hand moves up my thigh and slowly releases my left garter and then the right. I can feel my pussy tighten in anticipation for his next move. Embarrassed by my wetness I press my legs together. ‘Don’t’ he whispers ‘Let me see all of you’. I feel his hands on my hips as he brings my bottom to the edge of the chair. My skirt snakes up my thighs. I dropped the dress in the dark and took her by the hand to the little baseball diamond, bent her over and started to feel her all over. I was as lewd and coarse as possible, running fingers up her cunt and asshole, pinching her tits and telling her that the whole complex would see her getting buggered and bending over looking for more. I told her that all the older kids that we passed on the way down knew we were down here (they did!) and would soon be down (maybe!) and that I’d hold her while. John stretched out on the blanket and motioned for her to do likewise. She sank slowly down and bent her head to place a kiss on his mouth and his arms encircled her, holding her to him. He could feel her melt again and surrender to him. He gently pushed her down and lay over her taking his weight on his elbows and again kissed her long and hard. He raised himself and took the boots of her feet and shirt of her back, then undid her jeans and slide them down her legs along with her panties.