Twister

I normally wear Lycra shorts out around summer when I'm going for a walk. Naturally indoors or when I'm with a lover I'll wear them more frequently. I remember going to a friends barbecue one summer a few years ago because I'd heard that one of his work colleagues would be there, and I had a massive crush on him! I knew that whether he fancied me or not, whether he was gay or straight he wouldn't be able to escape the sight of my ass and legs in these tight shorts! And at almost every opportunity I couldn't resist the temptation to bend down to pretend to pick something up, or to walk around so he could see my arse wiggle. Of course as the drinks flowed I turned into such a giggly flirt, and when I suggested a game of twister I wasn't too surprised at about half a dozen married men volunteering to play 'for a laugh'. Although I didn't get off with my friends colleague I did share a taxi with one of the men who played twister and his wife, and on the way home, unbeknownst to the driver and his wife, I had my arse fingered through my shorts.