"Why don't you come over here instead?" I don't know if that's a good idea," Eric answered. "I have a couplethings I wanted to get at the mall. If y...u're busy, that's fine - wecan meet some other time..." No, no," Larry sighed. "Let's meet in an hour in front of the icecream shop." Sounds good to me. I'll see you later." Eric replied before hangingup."Dammit," frowned Larry. "I guess I need to go out like this..."---Eric smiled to himself as he hung up the phone."He's really a girl!" he. I looked at Clarissa who just shrugged and soon Matt was helping to unzip her dress. Anthony was doing the same for Hollie who was quickly down to her underwear. Seeing these hunky black guys helping my wife and daughter out of their clothes was a seriously hot sight and my cock was straining in my jeans.This fact was not lost on Maria who reached out to rub my growing bulge through my jeans before unzipping them and letting fall to the floor.She started to reach into my boxers and as she felt. Shaved pussy ready, lubricated with my juices, I placed, what I thought to be the quietest, most discreet vibe I owned in my pussy, pulled my black lace knickers into place to hold it, and stepped out the door. It was still early and the roads were deserted. The walk to the bus stop was quick, and the feeling of my little friend buzzing away slowly in my pussy was enough to put a smile on my face. It wasn't anything I couldn't handle, just a warming feeling.The bus soon pulled up and I was. " I said as I turned toleave.To my surprise I had spent more than an hour in the store. It wasgetting late enough for things to be starting at Power Exchange. Stilllooking as vanilla as can be in a pair of khakis and golf shirt Iwalked to the front door, paid my cover, had my hand stamped and wentin. I was given the once over by a few people in the foyer, most ofthem gays headed upstairs and I took no note of any reaction as Iturned left into the lower club. The juice bar had two patrons.