ted me almost 20 years ago come rushing back into my mind. Without thinking I took my heel and dug it into his thigh even harder. Undeterred, his right hand reached up to join his le

ed myself against the door jamb and p

back hard. Taking him by surprise, I felt him squirm trying to get his face out of my butt. I was relentless and kept it pressed firmly into him. In whatever direction I felt h

time, I straightened my back and pulled my ass out of Akai's face. Almost immediately, two strong hands came up to grab each of my hips and pulled m

e again, it was sure a weird way of doing it. When he didn't stop right away I began to feel uncomfortable. My ass was my biggest insecurity about myself

on. I also didn't want Gayle or Mike to hear any rumblings in the closet and ruin the surprise party. For that ma

re around my waist slowly moved back to join his face. I stood aghast and incredulous at his gall and audacity as he began palming my ass and then sq

e resistance of the lifetime of tension I held confined in those muscles. I'm sure I knew subconsciously, but my conscious mind had no idea how much anxiety I held in my glutes, trapped like a tightly wound spring of kinetic energy searching for release. I was therefore equally shocked at the v

entless kneading and pulling he turned raw, stiff dough soft and pliant, and I felt the weight of so much pent up anxiety began to slowly seep out of me from behind. The nervous energy released from my cheeks turned into a subtle

k that would surely give me away if detected. I held my legs together tight, and all the muscles in my lower body tensed. On

y audibly, confirming his

I hissed in

then a low chuckle, mocking me

ith you two?!" Debbie whispe

a stop to him right then and there. I reasoned that if the heel of my stiletto digging into his thigh was not enough to make him quit, then maybe some pressure applied to more sensitive parts would suffice. I didn't want to truly hu

g surprise. A long solid shaft of tumescent flesh greeted my foot! What he was doing to me had excited him. Making contact w

w to have fun at their game. I heard my husband's voice, right outside the closet door, telling Gayle approximately what time the boys would be back. Meanwhile, my arch nemesis had his hand up my skirt and was pulling the wet crotch of my thong to the side, seeking out the source o

of what Akai had just done to me. I didn't look back, I couldn't look back. I went straight to the kitchen without turning around and got back to making trays of hors d'oeuvres. I was flustered and

d his middle finger right under his nose, and I just knew it was the finger that had been inside of me. He was directly mocking me then, and to add insult to injury, he briefl

y at myself for not being able to stop looking at him. Every time I did,

stracted demeanor. Everyone else was laughing and joking, remi

. I checked to make sure no one was looking and then slipped into the restroom behind him. He was peeing, and didn't even seem surprised when he heard me walk in. I stood with my back against the door, scared to move and unsure wh