She took my shoes off and slid my slippers on. Sandy came out of the kitchen with a glass of wine for me, set it on the coffee table and returned to t...e kitchen. Judy then came in with the evening paper which she had picked up on her way in. I was given a one word instruction "Relax, dinner will be ready in 20 minutes." Once again I was all alone in the living-room.When I got the call that dinner was ready I went to the kitchen and beheld quite a sight. Three sexy ladies dressed in French maid. ‘Why not Carla?’ I asked. Carla laughed before saying, ‘Sweetheart I think that peroxide is affecting your brain. Men in their line of business don’t want their names mentioned in public because it identifies them to potential enemies.’ ‘Oh my god Carla that explains the look I got when I asked Mr. Giovanni if they wanted a second bottle of wine.’ I said. ‘You actually used his last name Veronica?’ Carla asked. Yeah, but’ I began to say. ‘No buts sweetheart, you never use their name in. She saw what I was doing.Then she slipped her robe from her shoulders. She was naked and her incredible fit body was glorious. She climbed on the bed with me, took my head in both of her hands and gave me a long wet kiss. Then I felt one of her hands grasp my cock and begin to stroke it. When she broke the kiss, I just asked about her husband.Judy smiled and said her hubby was not here…Then she lowered her head to my hard thick cock. She rubbed it over her lips and then licked the head. Then. I watched him not sure what to do as he was well ... teaching me stuff I had never done before.My cock was still up but not as hard as before so he reached over to play with it again. I don’t know why, but I reached over to him and touched his cock. He moved his own hand away and let me explore him. His cock was different to mine and bigger. Probably 6 or 7 inches and much fatter. He had a foreskin that was sliding back and forth over the big red head and it felt really nice to hold and touch.