Dimly I wondered if maybe the sandals would look better and then facedthe mirror yet again.I must have stood and looked at my legs for a full minute b...fore makinga decision. Yes the sandals would look better. I kicked off the shoesand pushed my feet into the tan straps and saw how the heels changedthe shape of my legs. Unlike earlier that day there was no bitterness."You know Max you actually have decent legs."I went into the kitchen and poured myself some water and stared at myreflection in. "Both the women giggled in response."We have to give you gals names. I can't call youBatman and Robin anymore." Call me Sugar!" Chirped the blonde that had beenRobin. "I wanna be called Sugar cuz my luvvin' is sosweet."Batman gave Sugar a scowl and then chimed in with alow sexy voice, "Call me Spice, Spice cuz I taste goodand make everything nice!" Sugar and Spice, nice names for nice girls like you. Now let's get you gals dolled up. Presents like youshould have some nice packaging.Sugar and. " You're hard," I replied. "That's enough. Watch this."Laugh if you want to, but I fished in my pocket for a tube of petrolatum lip balm and that lubricated my lips enough to stretch around his cock and take the whole length into my mouth and throat. He was patient. No thrusting. He knew I was struggling on his behalf. Once I had engulfed his full length, I took a few seconds to get used to it, then started a slow bobbing up and down. There wasn't enough room to use my tongue to lash the frenum. I had driven there naked in the car and had only put on my coat when I arrived.There really wasn't much going on and the way to the changing room was unspectacular. Of course I had to put on a little more clothes there. ***Maybe I was wearing wide shorts. And maybe I wasn't even wearing any underwear.I also suspect that the couple across got a really good look, because they looked at me all the time. Occasionally they whispered to each other. Both wore cycling shorts and muscle shirts. He was.