My jeans came off in a flash. Next I found her hand pushing down my skants. This lady was serious. She meant business on our first date. I could not b...lieve what was happening. This must be surreal. Was she willing to go the whole way already? My imagination was running uncontrollably wild. “Control yourself, boy,” I scolded, "Don’t blow it.” My thoughts were indeed freewheeling. There I was totally naked, exposing my all-over tan and, of course, my throbbing cock which had now become. The weather is rotten, windy and rainy, as we look at the grim exterior of an old two-story building with boarded and barred windows. A sign above the front door reads, almost ironically, ‘THE FUN HOUSE’.Inside, we’re in a different world. Aisles of bright, friendly fancy dress costumes hang from racks. A couple of customers are picking out cute outfits for their children. Elsewhere in the store a member of staff is helping a middle-aged woman to pick out something a little more ‘risqué’ for a. “I’m kind of surprised your cock is soft,” I said. “I mean, two and a half naked women, you’d think…”“It has a mind of its own,” he replied. “Although, looking at your tits, I’m kinda surprised, too.”That said, his cock started to perk up. It grew to about 80% hard. I always enjoyed watching a man’s cock get hard, how it often did it in a jerky motion, how it got longer, how it got thicker. I stood and took off my bikini bottoms. As you know if you’ve been reading my other stories, my cunt has. My mom and Sara then gathered their things and left for the afternoon, leaving me at home with Margie.As the door shut behind them, Margie turned to me. "Last night was very special for me, Alli." I didn't know what to say and just smiled sheepishly. It had been special for me too, but I was still trying to sort out my feelings. "Did you like it?" she asked, already reaching for her top button. My mom and Sara were still in the driveway as Margie worked her way down the buttons on the.