After the ballet we returned to her house except this time I went inside. We sat on the living room couch and had some wine. Marcie said “Carla ment...oned that you were a lesbian and you might want to make love tonight”. I said yes, Sandy and I have been lovers for about four months, but I wouldn’t mind making love to someone as beautiful as you. Marcie replied “wait ten minutes; my bedroom is down the hall and on your right”. I waited and then entered Marcie’s bedroom. Marcie lay on the bed. "Here we are." The shopkeeper laughingly announced as he placed the small wooden crate on the countertop. "All yours." Thank you!" Belle restrained herself from leaping right into the crate, doing her best to keep her manners intact. But the enticement of the new lands to discover was almost too much for her patience.She stood on her tiptoes to peer over the edge of the crate, her fingers carefully picking through the stacks of tomes. ignoring the shopkeeper as he collected the three other. Teasingly I smile and say "Baby, I really need a good back massage. Its been a long week."Coyly he smiles back at me, "Flip over then", he says, as I slowly and seductively roll over to my stomach, trying to position myself so I am comfortable.He sits upon me, his legs straddle over each side, his rock hard cock grazing accross my ass cheeks. I wiggle back to allow his cock to sit neatly into my crack. I feel cool droplets of oil splash from his hands on to my back, sending chills up my spine,. You see,” her fingers continued to tease my chest as she put them up under my shirt. “we are going to have a small party here tonight, just you, me and her.”Finally building up some courage I put my fingers on her leg that crossed my lap. I made every effort to be as gentle in the touching as she showed me earlier. Just little movements at first, nothing too daring or all too adventurous; and I did remember to ask if this is how she likes to be touched.Her nod and smile was all I needed. At one.