As I get there, I get a text telling me to come in, not speak to him, go upstairs, strip, and lay naked on the bed with my legs spread. I am concerne... as I did not shave my pussy this morning and I know that anytime I am with him, I have better be smooth enough to run a knife blade over. Following the directions, I walk silently behind you, go upstairs, and follow your directions. About 5 mins later, you come upstairs with that look on his face. You still haven’t spoke to me. You get your. Well, you get the conflict. Both are enjoyable scenarios,” Jon confessed to both of us, making me laugh a bit.“So, roll with it, either way, boyo. I’m sure that your good lady wife is. After all, it’s apparent that sexual orientations are a worry of the past and she’s as ready to try out her own sex as you are with me and other men. Whatever happens ... happens. Whatever it is, it will involve us fucking this lucky bitch or bastard into next week, I dare say,” I commented, just as the doorbell. She did have more makeup on than when he first met her and indicated to him that he was right as to what it did to enhance her appearance. She was wearing her just below her shoulder length auburn hair down as opposed to the pony tail when he first met her.His remark to her of, “You clean up well” brought a smile to her face.The dinner and show was nice but it was Joni’s company that made for an enjoyable evening. They did ask questions of each other in an effort to get to know the other. I could get him to turn, but no... I can see my Mandy, my first lover, too, her body smoothly white, beautiful conical smallish breasts, those nipples, her own tuft of hair at the beginning of that delicious slit.“Come kiss me, Mandy.”Funny how a simple kiss can get my juices flowing.Ben turned, saw us in each other’s arms. “So it’s gonna be like that,” he sighed.Turned. I can see ALL of him now and he’s hard. One of his hands... We made him show us how a guy masturbates once. It’s interesting..