There were some glances from people, but nothing serious. Kelsey was more excited then ever. Her hand moved down his chest to his stomach. She lowere... her hand to test his level of excitement. She could feel the enormous bulge in his pants, throbbing with every kiss. Dillon jumped a little when he felt her hand touch his cock. Kelsey slowly unzipped his pants and pulled his dick free from the confinement of his jeans, stroking it gently. "What are you doing? Someone will see!" Dillon said with. The sales assistant was a pretty young lady with short brown hair and amodest amount of make-up. She was wearing a black dress which stoppedhalfway up her thighs, seamed nearly black tights and black patent pumpswith a three inch heel. Her name was Charlotte.Charlotte showed us various slips and camisoles before Paula picked out asilky pink negligee with a black lace trim.Each time Paula looked at a negligee or camisole, she held it out againstme, which I found slightly embarrassing,. It gave me some ammunition for my meeting with Sylvia however. It also resolved my indecision about our future. I was going to go through with the divorce, and it would be on my terms. It seemed strange to walk up the steps to my front door and ring the chimes that evening. How many times had I just turned the knob and walked in? Sylvia answered promptly, not showing any surprise that I had announced my arrival first. ‘Hello, Stan. Good to see you again. Would you like a drink? Coffee?’. As Chris made his way up to the cum on Sean's chest, he found himself actually laying on top of Sean. Chris scooted up on him a little more and, now feeling Sean's meat sticking into his thigh, kissed him. They kissed only briefly, and Sean pulled away after tasting his own cum on Chris' tongue."Why are we doing this?" Sean asked."I don't know. You dared me to, and then we just kept on...." Chris answered."Does this mean we're, like, fags?" Sean wondered."I don't know. But, judging from the.