Not quite sure what I was going to say if anyone at work noticed I hadn’t changed my shirt the next day. We had a glass of wine, chatting about how ...ood the sex had been. Maggie suddenly got serious, and said “I haven’t had sex with anyone other than Barry since we met”, and then after a few moment “Fuck him……….if he can fuck around so can I”. As she looked back to me I put me hand behind her head, pulling her towards me so I could kiss her again “If you want to fuck around with me that’s fine”. I grabbed my underpants and stood up and turned her way a bit again as I put them on. I needn’t have worried as one of them was sat on his bunk engrossed in a map and the other had vanished into the toilet. I looked up at the lass again. She had mid length curly blonde hair, soft features and was a few pounds overweight but nice enough to look at (I would say a 6.5/10 ).She was smiling in my direction and when our eyes caught she asked where in England I was from. I told her, making small talk. It wasn't all bad though, as it was also where some of the hottest girls my age attended church and we had a pretty nice sized group of k**s around the same age. We usually had fun when we were together, even at church. I remember In junior high after vacation bible school one day ending up in a little broom closet with two of the most popular and certainly hottest girls in my school playing truth or dare and french kissing with both of them like i had never french kissed before. That's. They both turned in my direction. They both had appreciative looks.“You look like passion made flesh,” he said to me. I smiled. “Do you like the other one better?”“I haven’t tried it on yet,” I said.Before I lost their attention, I simply undid the necktie of the maxi dress and let it fall to the floor. I brazenly stood there, nude, basking in their attention.“Did I say that I love what you’re wearing under your dress?” he said to me. The attendant just stared at me hungrily. Their dual.