Eventually, his finger starts to caress the side of my breast. I smile. Soon I notice a circle of guys watching us. His finger makes its way over t... my left nipple. He strokes it. Soon it is erect against the soft fabric. The circle smiles. What next? The bar guy unfastens one button, then another. My breasts are pushing to spring out of my shirt. He unfastens another button and the circle is holding its collective breath waiting for my breasts to pop free. He inserts a hand inside. He'd seen me in spandex shorts before, on afew occasions already, and I was just enjoying the freedom of movementthat they gave me too much.When he came into the house, he went straight to the kitchen, not cominginto my bedroom to check on me. That disappointed me. I listened to see ifhe had company, but he didn't. So I decided to go out to him. First,though, I passed by a mirror, and was a little disappointed with the way Ilooked. The T-shirt I was wearing was a little too short - I would. Both were wearing crotchless bodysuits with self supporting stockings. Molly took Claire’s tits out as Claire took Molly’s out. Both of them had beautiful big tits. They both played with each others tits then their pussies. After ten minutes of this Molly asked, "Jack, can we take you out?” Jack unbuckled his belt then unzipped his trousers and took them off then sat back down on the sofa. Molly and Claire then went down on him. Claire’s tongue was going everywhere. She then started to suck him. I am, admittedly, old fashioned. I'm a hopeless romantic, and my sexual appetites are based on that aspect of my personality. I believe in treating any woman, especially my wife, as a valuable jewel. To demean her, or disrespect her in any fashion was not my way. Kyran was a bit more adventurous than me, which was somewhat amusing, since this was a kind of reversal of roles I suppose.I tried to be open to her suggestions. The racy lingerie was a big hit with me. I loved to lick her pussy, so I.