She was very open to my touch and loved having her tits grabbed and thighs caressed. I slowly lifted her shirt to get at her tits. Soft teenage C-cups...found their way into my hands. Her nipples puckered with my touch perfect for me to lick and suck on. I made my way down and unbuttoned her jeans, inching them along with her panties down to her ankles to expose her well-maintained, dirty blonde bush. I spread her legs and went down for a taste. Flicking my tongue over her wet snatch and teasing. "I have a surprise for you baby." She breathed into my ear. "This outfit… and the butt plug." She paused again. "They're not for you." She pulled away from me a little while continuing to slowly stroke me. "Surprise!" she called out, and three seconds later the door opened. Through it walked Tyler, a young man that I know my wife had swooned over ever since he started frequenting our bar. He had his shirt off and was wearing a pair of torn up jeans. His body was ripped from his line of work as. James’ parents on Christmas day. RJ would be going with them. They’d be away until the 26th. I decided to remain behind, not wanting to intrude on their family traditions. I felt like my presence would put a damper on everyone else’s enjoyment. I was feeling just a little bit melancholy. This is my first Christmas in this reality, and I was feeling unexpectedly lonely.I called Eve and asked if she wanted to spend the day with me. I told her I would home alone until Monday the 26th. She quickly. After seeing me in that role yesterday and last nite,, Lisa became convinced that I'd love it. She had however wanted to add a wrinkle to it. Apparently Tom was her husband, and she offered to trade him to Debbie, if she could have me as her play toy. It was a little weird listening to this whole thing, about how they decided for me what I wanted, and were using me as a possession to buy,sell, or trade. Lisa explained to me that she had always wanted a partner that could be a fem slut, a bi.