In all the excitement of the day’s happenings, I had forgotten about my birthday, meaning my Dad too had forgotten. Looking up at Tom I saw the soft...ess in his blue eyes, and then I looked to his mouth it was fixed in a straight line, he licked his lips and opened his mouth to talk. ‘What do you want?’ I asked gruffly, knowing that if he spoke my anger would subside. He started talking as I turned around back into the house, leaving him on the doorstep. I didn’t even bother to listen as I went. As soon as she was settled she took a mobile out of her handbag, also blue and matching her shoes and dress stripes, and she spent most of the journey texting and reading her phone. Occasionally she smiled when presumably she received a funny message and her smile light up her face. Because she was so engrossed in her phone I was able to continue looking at her with only an occasional look at my paper. I hadn't seen such a beautiful woman in a long time. I decided long before the ferry docked. Nick retreated and pulled up his jeans. “Still got it mate. Fucking amazing feeling being blown by you. Cheers Ben. I better get me chores done. See ya!” And he was gone. I looked at Tom who was stripping off in my bathroom. I went to him and grabbed him. I kissed him on his open mouth. He kissed me back. “Can you taste him?” I softly asked. His tongue entered my mouth for the first time and we began a very arousing kiss. I broke away. “Go, get on the bed. head down, bum up.” He did as he was. Every date night, ended with me sucking his cum from Denise's shaved pussy. We both loved it. After about 3 weeks of dates with Derek, I was eating his cum from her pussy when she told me she had told Derek I loved eating his cum from her pussy. She told me he was very interested and turned on by me eating his cum from her. The next date night, Denise had purchased a new set of matching black panties, bra, and sheer stockings for both of us. We prepared for our date night. Our lingerie matched.