”Sue kicked her shoes off. Her socks came next. She threw them behind her.The spinning continued around the table. After seven turns, seven different people had taken off their shoes and socks. The only one left with shoes was me. It was certainly not a game of skill.It was Sue and Ken’s turn to spin. It stopped on number four. They had spun their own number. Ken spun again to see which of them would lose. Sue was staring intently as the arrow went around. Her staring didn’t help. She was the loser. She looked at Linda as if asking a question.Linda answered, “The second piece of clothing is the upper outer. So in this case you have to take off your sweater Sue.”Sue looked nervous as she stood up. Her face had turned red to match her hair. She looked around as if searching help, but then sighed and pulled her white sweater over her head. She was wearing a white bra. Her breasts were on the small side, but since she was only a petite girl, they complimented her figure. Her chest was. Yes, I know that’s what I wanted but I wanted that delicious young officer and not her dad. I must be getting depraved as he blatantly stared, I could feel my young cunny starting to buzz. My clit tingling knowing her dad was really checking me out. Without being able to control myself I moved my legs knowing I was letting him see my entire thong. I slowly eased myself to the bottom of the bed so I could stand. The smile on my face said how much I was enjoying teasing Izzy’s dad as he looked and smiled then spoke.“We are about to get under way if you want to see us leave the moorings and then we are having a few drinks before dinner.”“Yes! Yes, I’ll come straight up.” I could see the bulge in his trousers though they were dark. You could see his thick lunch box making that heavenly tent and at that moment I knew that if it had been that young officer I would probably have let him go all the way. Just then Izzy and Di bounced into the cabin doorway behind him pushing him off.
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