It just isn't possible for them to travel now," I told him."Yes, I can understand that, Mark. I thought they would want to know. Maybe you can come ov...r later," Patrick told me, sadly."Yes, we'll try later, Patrick," I told him, and was ready to close the connection when Margie grabbed my hand and the phone."I'm soooo sorry, Patrick!" she blubbered in tears before releasing my hand, and I closed the connection, and took both women in my arms to comfort them."So many gone!" Katie moaned. "We. She would get over it, she knew.She got off (work, that is) at 6 pm that night and came back to our apartment.“Hey, Em,” Jess said, answering the door. She smiled seeing that she was still wearing the skirt and her nipples making two little tents in the shirt told Jess that Emma was still bra-less, at least.“How was work?” she asked.Emma considered the question before answering.“Exciting,” she decided. “Everything went more or less exactly as you said. Once I’d exposed myself to him, he. We disentangle ourselves and you lie back, arms and legs spread wide, with your glorious tits lolling to the side, and you say "Fuck me Bill - fuck me!"Your pussy is bright red and creamy. I take my cock in my hand and slide it up and down your cleft, tapping it gently against your clit. You give a little moan of pleasure and I slide in deep. Despite all the activity of the last hour or so you're still nice and tight and very hot.As usual I start off quite slow, pausing at the end of each. I was ready for about eight thirty, walking around the house, I kept walking up to the tall mirror in the bedroom looking at myself, I was quite happy with what I saw. I was wearing a red skater dress which just covered my thighs, I had on a very silky pair of red knickers, my stockings were natural, glossy hold ups with a very deep lace top and the heels had to be of course my five inch bright red Mary Janes, I put on my blonde shoulder length wig and did my make-up as best I could, this was.