By some fortunatecoincidence all of the clothing was in my size. I selected: a) sexy A-line miniskirt and silk blouse, b) a smart but sexy business s...it, c) a satin fetish nurse's uniform, d) a Ronald McDonald clown suit,and got myself dressed.In the wardrobe there was also a selection of lovely high heels, fetishboots and pumps, which by some fortunate coincidence also happened to bein my size. I selected: a) a pair of black high-heeled pumps, b) a pair of pink 'fuck-me' high-heels, c) a. "Please," I mutter, "please!" And I keep fondling my cock unsure of what I am really begging for.The guys are sitting on the couch in only their underwear, My girlfriend stare at their crotches. Both are standing up like sails. The guy on the left looks big, bigger than me. This is the guy I haven't seen before. The guy on the right, who seems familiar, is even bigger.My girlfriend drops her bra and bares her firm breasts for the two guys."Nooooo!" I clench my teeth and grip my cock painfully.. Well. Yes. Simon, we accept all kinds. And we don’t judge. The Kaski’s come all the way from the city so I figure least I can do is take time for them.”“And taking time means counseling.”“Of course. What else do you want to call it?”“I don’t know. Just the way she said it. Made me wonder...”“Wonder? You mean wonder if he’s blowing me?” Fontane laughed and adjusted his collar. With his eyes down and in almost a whisper he said, “Of course he’s blowing me.” Then, he looked up and added,. I desperately wanted to apologize but my trembling jaw wouldn't allow a single word to escape my lips. Instead, her pull drew me closer to her until I felt the breeze of her breath on my lips which parted from alone.The doorbell rang. Yes, yet another cliché. Don't ask. Couldn't make that up if I wanted to!My face red hot, I made it back up on my feet. I stepped to the door with my mind unable to form any sensible thought.“What!” I hissed when I jerked the door open to find the pizza delivery.