I want her to pass by me so exposed. I want to feel her against me as she walks by. I watch as she carefully places her purse on the glass table and l...oks around my place as though it were a museum. She studies the posters on the wall and slowly moves to my book collection touching a few random works and smiling slyly. I am lost in her taking in my life and reacting to different items. I forget all about my lack of clothing and just stare for a minute. She’s across the room when I ask, ‘What. I pulled her off my cock and told her to go up stairs, take a bath and wait naked for me in bed. She ran upstairs. I stood and took my clothes off. Timmy just stared at my cock. It’s about 9 inches long hard and 4 inches around. I told Timmy to come to me. He walked slowly. When he was in front of me, I grabbed his face and told him I was going to spank his boy pussy because he’s been a bad boy. When he’s told to do something by an adult, he is to do it without question. I pulled him over. My Lady sought their opinions, obviously proud of her offering, and almost always pleased with the responses. I was very interested, just like a gymnast waiting to get one's score from the judges. I had some favourites. One particular couple required me to be blindfolded to protect their privacy. I would lie on my back on My Lady's bed, which was protected by some towels. The lady would stand astride me on the bed, obviously fully dressed other than for underwear, and squat down to present her. He's mine girls."The waitress came and took our drink order and when she brought it back to us she waved away payment."The men at table twelve picked up the tab." Which is table twelve?" Karen asked and the waitress pointed. We looked that way and saw five guys who could have come straight from the pages of GQ magazine (or Playgirl). Karen giggled and said, "Oh well, easy come, easy go." What does that mean?" I asked."It means the redhead is history. I'm going for the blond in the sports coat".