The Coach Saw Her Naked By Accident

Linda was still feeling so horny at the time, that she had even been willing to let a much older man, like Jerry, have sex with her. But unfortunately for her, Jerry had been all wrapped up in his quest to have gay sex with Henry, from the moment that he had walked into that hotel room and caught his first glimpse of Henry's large, fully-erect, dark-skinned penis. And so Linda had finally gotten up out of the bed, and put her clothes back on, trying not to disturb any of us coupling couples. And then she had left the hotel room, without even saying goodbye to anyone. But that didn't really matter, because we were all too "preoccupied" to even pay attention to Linda's departure. And now, here was Hardcore Linda on the phone with Sally, after she hadn't heard from Linda in over a month. And so Sally took her face away from her cell phone just long enough to tell me to go ahead and start baking the lasagna, before she rushed up the doggystyle stairs to our bedroom to get some privacy,so that she could continue with what she probably assumed would be teen a very-personal phone call. And at this point, our story trudges onward (in third-person narrative, since I wasn't actually present with Sally, when the following events took place): "What's up stranger?" Sally asked Linda over the phone, as she was closing and locking the bedroom door behind her. "I'm sorry I haven't exactly kept in touch. But that night really traumatized me. I guess, I just wasn't ready for what happened." "Neither was I. But you gotta admit, it was one hell of a night!" Sally remarked. "That it was!" Linda whole-heartedly agreed with Sally, thinking about how wonderful it had felt to her, when she was having sexual intercourse with Henry that night in Brunette the hotel room. "So what do you need, Girlfriend? I know there's gotta be a reason why you called me after bein' away for so long." "There is ," Linda confessed. "I'm in a lot of trouble. With Pete, of course. And I really need to talk to you, as soon as possible." "Oh, it can't be that bad," Sally said, trying to calm Linda down a little bit. "Oh, yes it can. Tell ya what. Can you meet me for lunch tomorrow at the Olive Garden down the street? I'm buying. Let's meet there sometime around 11:00, right after the restaurant opens, so we can beat the lunch crowd, and get a booth back in the corner somewhere, away from all the people. Okay?" "Sure, Sweetie," Sally said. "I'll see you there tomorrow." "Good!" Linda said, "I'll see you there." And Sally could hear the relief in Linda's voice. Then Linda mentioned to Sally, "By the way, I'm gonna be wearing that pretty dress you like." "With, or without panties?" Sally asked, being coy. "Guess," Linda remarked, right as she hung up the phone, before Sally had time to answer her. The next day Sally met Linda at the Olive Garden restaurant at the appointed time, and the hostess sat them in a booth at the very rear of the restaurant, sitting across from each other. Linda had indeed worn her white cotton sun dress, with the colorful embroidered flowers all blowjob over it. She hesitated not answering me but saying “I have something else for you, please read it when you get home” as she handed me an envelope. The nice lady over there gave James and I an idea of what the party would entail. Michelle felt Julie's tongue delicately probe at her anal star, just pushing the tip inside a little. He gave it a hickey. Fuck! Dave came over and asked me how it was going. I then remembered that Carrie’s father owned the hotel. I'm sorry, Arianna. I want to see that look of bliss on her face. 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