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Slightly vulnerable to touching Tom with my clutch bag in one hand, containing merely a compact, lipstick, fon, Roger Gallette and a condom, always a good girl guide, and a glass of wine in the other. The increased helplessness accentuated a sense sensual beyond the stars. On the other hand maybe I should just tell Tom I’m wearing suspenders and stockings and save him the bother of finding out by himself, not as if he was my bloke. He belonged to my wild an extravagant BFF who scared me witless in those early days, never sure which direction we were about to career down.
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In the meantime Adam remains easy to distract and while the flat will not result in much success for Lindsay, I argued the boys were looking for somewhere to show their girls off in their pretty frocks. Now if Tom had thought he could have fucked both of us back at the flat the game was over. As things stood right then, Adam obviously declared his support for more showboating and drinking, while Tom sat on the fence. My proposal to go to Missoula down on Renfield Street and get some cocktails there, it’s not far away not overwhelmingly supported with a massive show of hands. At least a defeated Lindsay rolled her eyes in agreement.
I suppose it looks OTT walking across the Asda carpark in broad daylight on a normal weekday morning in a hobble skirt hanging on to Adam’s arm. I get so much more enjoyment from having Adam in tow. Might try Lindsay’s black and white mini skirt one more time and see what he thinks. If you’ve got it flaunt it and Lindsay and June have always agreed on my legs won the top prize every time. Strange that, better legs, and yet Lindsay way hot in that skirt in comparison to me, must be the lack of some decent hips to hang it on.
We clip down the road again and it is quite chilly so I’ve Adam’s jacket over my shoulders, bless him. Missoula is not packed by any means and overdressed in our evening gowns we find a table over in the corner. I’m so jealous on how fabulous my BFF looks with her lovely bob cut dark shoulder length hair. We hum and aagh over the cocktail selections. Lindsay goes for the Tropical Rumbull, she would wouldn’t she? I elect for the lovely blue coloured Under the Sea based on Gin.
Almost half way through my under the sea and Lindsay sets about ordering ‘I don’t think you’re ready for this berry’ for both of us, her intent to get me laid not diminished by her failure to get me back to the flat with Adam. A very pretty pink coloured cocktail in a super champagne couple containing Tanqueray blackcurrant royal gin, Cointreau, cranberry and lime juice. Might well have to play my too much by way lifestyle changes card. With my return to work less than two weeks away we should think more carefully about the loss of my virginity.
Not a true loss of virginity in the strictest sense. We're sat in the multicoloured corner cubicle with one hand tucked in behind her exploring her underwear under the dress. Like me knickers over the top of suspenders, so just whip her knickers off and shag her all with her dress heaved up and still wearing her stockings and heels, four inch patent black court heels for the aficionados of dress wear. I found her way more attractive than Adam as my other hand gently caressed the top of his. He would dutifully report the loss of my virginity to him at any time I commanded, so sweet really, so patient with me. I gave his hand a little squeeze of encouragement, such a pity to lose my beautiful extensions so soon.
Lindsay would see through such a deception by Adam and me with ease. You see our secret is sacrosanct with up till now only a very few people were aware or part of our mutual trust for each other. Our implicit loyalty, despite appearances, to each other, after all we are an item, Lindsay and I, in a very conventional sense. Lindsay is Mrs Lindsay Ross while Adam knows me as Mrs Jenny Whitingham. I say very few, obviously many people including my work know us both as Mr and Mrs J Ross. My alternative persona with a love of sequins and sparkle, where I’ve adopted her maiden name in respect to her is less well known.
My BFF is quite happy for me to lose my virginity to another man I not sure Adam will be over the moon about sticking his dick up my bum. As for her imploring me to give him a blow job? I suppose she has done the same for me and feels I would then be complete as a woman.
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