I wonder what’s taking so long.Should I go ask?Longest minute I ever had.I decided to go see what was taking so long. I lookedat my robe on the ...loset door and decided not tobother. I walked down the hall with my dick dangling.They were still sitting on the couch whispering to eachother. Di had her shoes off and was adjusting theelastic top of her sun dress over her tits. Erica wasfully clothed and she saw me first.“Go on back” she said. “It won’t be much. Well, get moving. I’ve got to go out to the store.’ I shouldered the television and brought it into the apartment. ‘I just met our next door neighbor. She invited us for dinner. Wasn’t that nice of her?’ ‘Yes,’ I replied. ‘I made an impression.’ ### After the regular dinner conversation ran its course I had to ask, ‘Who is the woman with the black hair and gray coat?’ ‘That’s Matty, ah something. I don’t remember. She’s a little strange. High School Librarian. Always complaining.’ ‘Complaining. " OH, I see. College girl, huh? I've met a lot of college girls, especially those who were wondering about their orientation." Orientation?" murmered Gloria, not knowing exactly where the conversation was going."OH, you know, those wondering whether they liked boys or whether they liked to play with girls. I can always spot the ones who aren't too sure. I think maybe you are one of those." They had gone into a second floor bedroom and approached the window. "There, Gloria, is where Mark is. They’re pushing against it. So perky! So full! My other arm has unwillingly tightened as well against her belly, pushing her ass and pussy towards me. I feel her butt cheeks wrap around my dick, my dick parting her wet pussy a little, just separated by the thin layer of my loose trackpants. It feels as if I was inside her. I’m noticing that the wrist of my upper hand is brushing against her exposed nipple. I’m feeling how hard it is. My dick starts contracting again from pleasure. It is so.