We kissed, letting our hands become familiar with each other.Suddenly I felt Jodie reach around me. She unbuckled my trousers, pulling them down along...with the boxers. She then knelt so she could remove my shoes and socks. Next came the shirt and bow tie, she then stroked my cock to hardness. Then stood, kissed Irene then me.They had me lay back on the lounge chair. Irene was still dressed except for her shoes. She then straddled my face and moved down until her mouth was over my cock. I moved. I could think of nothing else.Eventually, playtime arrived. I requested Jaq keep on the black lacy panties she had been wearing all day. I watched as Jaq stripped down to her panties. I placed a thick towel on the work surface and Jaq climbed up. What a lovely sight sat before me, Jaq in just her black lacy panties.I could hardly contain my excitement as things got underway, kissing her passionately and licking her exposed breasts. To start our messy fun I warmed a pot of custard, allowing it. Early in our lives, we actually shared a few sexual experiences. Neither of us was in a position to take it beyond that, and it's been just fine for us.At any rate, after a long communication drought (life DOES happen), we connected last Wednesday night. Ironically, neither of us could sleep, and each chose to logon. I noticed a pop-up on my social media, so started messaging. That led to a video call, and that's how my wish list has gotten smaller.Our texting was somewhat "colorful,". It was heady to yell "Kick it! Kick it!" and watch goalies do feats I'd only seen accomplished before by ballerinas.After day seven, the newness wore off and I stopped worrying about who would beat whom. I started worrying about my sex life; or should I say, lack of one. Going without had never bothered me before, but there were always good reasons: I was between boyfriends, boyfriend was out of town, I was out of town, etc. I'd never gone seven straight days in a relationship before without.