Back in the store, my decision felt right. I was a Customer Service Representative. It was my duty to satisfy every customer anyway I can. I drew eyes...as I walked through the store, to the employee section in the back, delighting in the stares I received. Some of the women gave me such dirty looks while some of the men possibly drooled over my body. I added an extra sway to my walk, letting the men get a good look at my tight ass and the thong peaking out of the back. Their cocks would be hard. He asked me if I liked it? I was dumbfounded. I could not take my eyes away from it. I had often fantasized about about sucking a cock or fucking one. My wife had fucked me a couple of times with a dildo and I had fucked myself on several occasions with a dildo. He laughed when I didn't respond. I finished washed up and left. I picked up my lunch needs and walked out of the store. This guy was waiting outside the store. He walked right up to me. I unlocked my car and we got in. He. The older I got the lazier I felt. I grabbed some underwear and set it on the counter and pulled out a pair of khakis and a sport shirt and hung them on a hook behind the door.Marilyn got out of the shower and said, “Good morning.”“Morning, hun.”“No workout?”“I’m sure there must be a good excuse not to, but I can’t remember it at the moment.”She harrumphed. “Sounds like you’re just being lazy!” She had a rather superior look as she said this. Rats! She saw right through me! I gave my best. Using her tongue to lick some of Trudy’s ejaculate from her mouth Della beamed up at her bed partner and said:“That’s why I have plastic sheets down.”She returned to Trudy’s side and let Trudy lick her own juices from her fingertips and the two women passed cum back and forth between them in a long, lingering cumkiss.“Now that was an orgasm.” Trudy remarked.“Was that your first time squirting?” Della asked.“No, but I rarely get off like that. Maybe a couple of times a year, usually its.