It was one Friday evening after work when I arrived home at my usual time, Alison does not work so I expected her to be home and was not too surprised...to hear the knocking and grunting noises coming from upstairs It sounded just like she was giving the keep fit equipment a good work out, I started up the stairs but suddenly something sounded not quite right the grunting sounded more male than female and the creaking was not the usual sound of her equipment made so I peeped into the spare room,. ”“We could find somewhere else. I’ve never seen a girl piss.”“And I’ve never seen a guy piss.”“So are you saying that you’ll let us watch you piss Lolita?” Andy asked.I thought for a second then replied,“Okay, you only live once; but it has to be somewhere nice and clean.”“How about our hotel room?”Again I thought for a second but I just knew that I’d go with them. Andy is a bit rough but Mick is nice, and I was feeling horny. I suppose the bottle of champagne in my stomach may have had. She did allow them to wear clothes in the worst weather.Some people had agitated for a public brothel making use of all of the female overseers. There were 27 of them who had survived the revolution, and the only real skill some of them had was located between their thighs. Personally, I didn't think that prostitution was that big a deal as far as public morals were concerned, so I okayed the project. The brothel was managed by Betty, my second wife.Betty and Mary had come to a very comfortable. Iwas eating a second dish but I wastoo curious why she left withoutsaying a word. I couldn’t hear a thing coming fromthe living room, no TV not a sound. Ifinished my dish and went looking forher. I passed her room and saw thatthe light was on but she wasn’t in. Isaw her panties on the bed and approached boldly to the bed andpicked up her panty and “stuffed” it inmy nose. I could smell her aroma thatwas arousing as hell. I placed backwhere it was and head towards myroom and saw the bathroom.