Suddenly he said, “Your boyfriend must be very lucky to get into the pants of such a hot girl. I wish I could get into her skirt tonight.” I was s...hocked (and excited inside) at his open confession that I turned back. That was when I bumped into a lady who ended up spilling her juice all over my blouse.But what’s done can’t be undone. She apologized, and then, Abhiraj offered to help. He took me to the same room where I saw him topless. I did some drama of cleaning the blouse with some tissues,. "I promise, I said- tonight will be so memorable!"I got home at 6pm and parked. I chugged back about four gulps from a mickey of rum. I waited about 15 minutes before I got out of the car. I was excited. I was horny. I had a shaved pussy, that was already wet, and I wasn't wearing panties under my short tight red dress. I wanted to steel up my resolve and go through with what I had planned. I came through the door about 90 minutes after I had phoned Brad. I came through the door and he was on. They all sided with the girls. They assumed that the four of them had a damn good reason. So I lost everyone that day. I still lived in the house, but I ate alone, I went to school alone, I sat in classes alone, I came home to an empty house. The point is that everyone I cared about turned their back on me. I know the chances of it happening again are nearly impossible, but it was nearly impossible the first time. It’s sort of left me with a scar when it comes to relationships. Especially ones. ..lol Not sure where or how it started but several years ago, I awoke with a raging erection and interrupted a great dream. The dream; I was swimming, late at night with my wife and my best friend. We were in a local pool after hours so in boxers, undies, and bras. We jumped in the car to leave and my buddy was laughing how tight his undies were on his body now and it outlined his cock. My wife, in her wet bra and panties, reaches over and says "put that away." She grabbed him and the way she.