I was also attached and idealistic and didn't really appreciate that later in life these things don't always happen.I had a place in town, Pete didn't... He'd taken her to the pub in the afternoon. After a few drinks they were both in the mood but with nowhere to go. They popped round on the pretence of seeing me. The pretence didn't last long. After a couple of minutes, she popped to the bathroom and Pete asked me to make myself scarce. "Just go and watch TV in the other room for a bit. Still being only a young lad, the thought of holding an older woman's underwear soon got me excited. Feeling the material against my fingers, I felt my cock stiffen and push against my jeans.My heart was pounding by this time, as I thought about Sharon wearing these. As I was standing my her bed, my hand went to the front of my jeans and slowly rubbed the head of my cock. I was getting wet there already! I decided that the best thing to do would be to put them back in the bag.I went to the. I left it at that.As I was working on him, to his inevitable conclusion, I heard the squeaky hinges of the door to my cubicle as the door once again swung open!I stopped what I was doing and with a frightened stare I gazed to see the old man from the troughs was now in the cubicle too!He didn’t say a word, he just closed the door behibd him and stood alongside the other guy in front of me.Within 10 seconds I had gone from oral virgin, to a group slut!Greedily I sucked on one then the other. I. I walked my way over to the bar swayig my hips saying to myself you are here and doing it and in my best girl voice I ordered a long island iced tea the bartender asked if this was my first time here and I sad yes and he said this one was on him smiling at me, I smiled back. Turning to walk I was looking right in the face of a talk semi heavy white man with a mustash he said "how about a dance" I was real nervous not knowing how to react but did say I just got here and got this drink, he told.