Well." "What if I told you he lives here in Denver. Only about five miles from us?" "Does he really? Is he aware that we're that close?" "No, but I co...ld make him aware of it. If you wanted to meet in person." "You don't really mean it. We've all been naked and doing sexual things." "Would you like to do more sexual things in person with him? I'll bet he'd love it. I'll bet you would to; you two really seemed to connect." "You really mean, like get together, Adam and us?" "Sure, you said you. I almost fainted as she led me towards the ladies dressing room. The room was one large area with some benches and a few private stalls at the one end. Those private rooms were all taken so Mom put the dresses and her purse on the bench and told me to take off my skirt and top. Much to my relief there were no teenage girls in the room, at least I didn't see any in the open area. There were only some women and a few younger girls, maybe eight or nine years old. I breathed a sigh of relief until. I stepped away for my cell, and Ben grabbed some lube from the table, stroking it on his dick, all the while looking at her ass waiting for him. Standing at the edge of the bed, with her ass spread and ready for him, he stroked his cock, looking at me, looking at her, and I could see how turned on he was and that turned me on even more. Pulling her ass back to the edge of the bed also, he held his dick and positioned himself behind her, saying to me "I'm gonna fuck this cunt Baby, is that what. " even at the time I wanted to scream 'bullshit' whip it out and show me, and if it's eight inches or longer I'll even suck it off in front of my friend but you see I never had the balls, I was always to chicken until I met Glen.I was 36, Glen 48-49 and he lived in the apartment above me and my wife. He was always making comments about jerking off, needing someone to blow him and asking to borrow my wife. Until the day my wife visted her k**s and me and Glen drank beer and watched football on.