Inside were other women in various stages of undress, or dressing. It all depended on how you looked at it or if they were going or coming from the st...ge out front.Jane found an empty table and put her things on top of it. She dug into her large bag and pulled out her costume. It consisted of a short black skirt, black jacket and black bra. She was all ready wearing the black stockings and garter that would complete the outfit. She quickly changed and let down her brown hair, combing out the. . other plans. Another time maybe?" Of course, maybe next week," replied the wife, just a bit surprised as in all the months Marianne had lived in the apartment she had never gone out for anything others than groceries and shopping. Christy smiled, wondering if the young woman was dating at last. She felt a bit possessive, almost like a parent, wondering who it might be, then chiding herself for being nosey, she put down the receiver, smiled and prepared for her next piano lesson.That night. Jane slid down too, kissing my back and caressing my legs.Between then they pulled my shorts down, my hard cock bouncing out. Kirsten smiled at Jane, then up at me, and took a firm grip with one hand. She pulled the foreskin back, her tongue darting out to lick the tiny drop of pre-cum from my helmet. She wanked my shaft slowly, as Jane's hand moved between my legs from behind; cupping my balls as she kissed the base of my back.Kirsten's head moved forward, her mouth taking my cock into its. I thought of what the men who used me felt withthey went inside me and felt how slick I was from the previous men whohad gone before them. Maybe they didn't even consider that or it turnedthem on. It didn't seem to revolt anyone at all.When it was time I made coffee and carried it into Helen's bedroom on atray. I picked up all the scattered clothes on the floor and made surethere was a fresh towel for her morning shower. I opened the curtains andleft the two women to enjoy their morning coffee.