For our next class we had a field trip; we went to the Natural History Museum.
I was born and raised in this city so it was a place I took it for granted. I'd seen it on a middle school field trip and never since. This time it was much more impressive than I remembered, and the man acted as our tour guide. My goodness he knew a lot about a lot of things! I understood better what Bell had been talking about. And it was so fun to walk beside him and listen and ask questions and brush into him every so often.
We saw the dinosaur bones, and the mineral exhibit, and a couple more. By the time we got to the part on prehistoric Indians I was thinking about other things, and as we walked into a room with an exhibit showing ducks in a swamp, I ambush sexed him: I got in front of him, put my hands on his, walked myself backwards until I planted my back on a wall, checked that we couldn't be seen, and slid his right hand under my blouse and on to my breast. When it was there and gently latched on I said simply, "Let's go home."
He got this funny grin as he fondled me, he looked at the other girls, they nodded agreement. Charlene and Danielle crowded right and left so the moment could go on longer. Bell got behind him, on her tiptoes, and nuzzled his neck. He laughed a bit and said, "And you feminists complain that men have only one thing on their mind." But he was into the moment in a big way, too, I could tell by how he was caressing me; he was enjoying my nipple and my nipple was enjoying him. He also rubbed Bell's head a bit with his, then moved his lips towards mine... But just then we heard footsteps approaching down the nearby hall, so we got back to normal and walked out.
We got back and had a group grope. We were inspired by Bell's story of her night. We found the fragrant oil and got all oozy and skoozy. We all had a good time. Some of us got "smothered and humped", and loved it, and Bell was doing some of the smothering and humping. She was enjoying that; I was feeling good that she was feeling good... and well as feeling good myself.
We could tell the man ...our man ...had a really good time. By the end he was so relaxed he could hardly get up as we dressed to leave. But he did manage to, somehow, and as he walked us to the door he announced in a very relaxed way, "Umm... I think you ladies can start teaming up on your night visits."