She smiled and bent to open the shop's safe and in so doing allowed her skirt to creep up the back of her thighs in such a way that my eyes could not ...iss the fact she was either "sans culottes" as the French would say or wearing a flesh colored thong beneath the suit.My manhood stirred at the possibility of either prospect. She rose, not bothering to tug the skirt down, and laid the three selections I had made out on the velvet mat atop her counter.As I looked at the items I smiled, I should. I think I'd best point out that beyond the (I'm told) common early sexual experiences most straight men have as youngsters, with other men of their age, I'd not had any experience of men. You won't, of course, get many straight men who admit to this. But I'm not like most men.However, this early experience was enough to leave me curious as to what it would be like to have fun with a cock. As you may have read in part one of this story, I was rapidly finding out, and loving it!So, part one ended. “Hmmmm, this restaurant has the best dessert. I may have to get some for take-out,” I smirked, my usual wit on display. She chuckled, “I think you should dine out more often.” “Agreed,” I replied, just as the waitress returned with the cheque. I grabbed the bill and saw that it was signed, Samantha and her phone number was on it with a heart. She smiled, “You two are incredibly hot together. If you are ever looking for a third wheel for playtime, give me a call.” She winked at both of us and. Jane poured a glass of bubbly and had a look around then just seemed to wait. I could here a bunch of people coming and the door opened and a guy walked in followed by another then another and then all in all 15 guys walked in. Without even thinking about it one guy just walked up to Jane took down his trousers and flopped his huge cock in front of Jane!!!! When I say huge I mean a good 9 inches and I know as I have to admit I am below average and quite small. I really haven't got a clue what.