I had never touched one other than mine. It was a tremendous thrill. Because of the day’s activities I was already very excited. Within seconds, or ...t least that’s the way it seemed. I pumped my load like never before.I never had a chance to get soft. I felt a pair of lips encircle me and a tongue began licking my shaft. I immediately grabbed my other partner and began stroking him. He suddenly moved and positioned himself over my face. His penis touched my lips. I knew what he wanted and in my. I never did this before, so why now? And why do I feel this way? I was sure that I like girls, and of course, when I was growing up, the only people that wore a dress were women and female impersonators. Now me of course, and I don't fit into any of those categories. I could not undo the laces, so I left the corselet on and washed off the makeup and shaved again, but closer this time. With a robe on, I went back to Beth's room, where she watched me as I once again applied my makeup. This time I. "Can't you wait?" Sorry," I muttered. "He has a mind of his own." Don't I know it," she replied and slowly pushed back against my aching cock in evident pleasure.The arm I had across her waist slid up until I was cupping a breast in the palm of my hand and I kissed the sensitive part of her neck."Ahhhh, that's nice," she purred. Paula slightly raised her upper leg to allow my cock to slip between her thighs. Reaching down she took hold of my cock and guided it to the entrance of her pussy and. I smiled. I was beginning to understand that life as the husband of a slut wife could also be an exciting adventure. Wednesday I returned to Danny's Lounge with Amy and Mel. Three more girls had brought their financial data, so I once again spent the afternoon in the dancer's dressing room organizing financial portfolios while beautiful women dressed and undressed around me. It was a tough job, but somebody had to do it. When Jeanne called Wednesday evening she mostly chatted with Amy and Mel..