I could feel my half-hard cock pressed against her soft stomach, her tits against me, and her wiry bush on my leg. She looked up at me, grabbed my he...d, and kissed me deeply, the taste of my own cum lingering on her lips."Now it's my turn, baby! Lay down and let me sit on your face. I sooo fucking need to cum, and I want your tongue in my pussy!" I laid down, all too eager to taste that hairy twat. She straddled me, and as she came closer I could see her dark lips parted, dripping with her. "There is a nice coffee shop near that hotel. If you are free we could meet there", he concluded. A time was set and after telling his wife about the conversation and that he had arranged a meeting to catch up on old times, he left to drive into the city."You know mate" he said. "If I had passed you in the street I would not have recognized you. It is a good thing we arranged to meet here otherwise I would have been at a loss, for it is decades since I last saw you and you certainly have. It wouldn’t work for me if women weren’t participating or watching. It’s exciting when I don’t have a choice in the matter. If it were just me and another guy, I’d never get it up.”She put the coffee on and we sat at her dining table. She asked, “You know that woman at the club who gave you her card?”“How do you know about her?”“I watched you for a while after I left you sitting alone at the table,” she said. “You got so busy mingling with women who wanted to flirt with you, you didn’t even see. Even when Paul was called out to the hospital, which happened quite frequently, Fliss would get more and more friendly. It was also apparent that there was an attraction between us. I had felt something ever since the incident when she had groped me, but had tried to bury those thoughts. I suspected that Fliss had definite lesbian leanings and several times I had seen her getting more than friendly with her friends. Between us though nothing further had happened.Until one hot summers day, that.