I felt his expression change to that of a boy in a toy store. Now my thoughts starting wandering to thoughts of touching him. If he could touch my han... through glass in such a powerful way, imagine how he could touch me in real life. Could I be having these thoughts about a stranger? I brought up my other hand and he ‘touched’ it also and we stood ‘touching’ hands looking into each others eyes. I heard a cup being put on my table and didn’t dare look away, but also wondered at what I was doing.. Occasionally when sue was making or altering a dress or something she would ask me to put it on so that she could pin it up. Sue and I were the same height and about the same weight, while Erin was tiny. Erin was a lot shorter than Sue and I and also skinnier, so her trying the stuff on wasn't an option.Both Sue and Erin would tease me about it when I had something of Sues on, but it was all in fun. I would just slip the dress or skirt on over my clothes and roll up my jeans, and I didn't. Both Jean and Sue had great bodies and i loved fucking them as often as i could.I had been busy with my business and had some what neglected both Jean and Sue so made a point of calling round to see Jean one night after work. I hadn't been in Jeans house for more than ten minutes before we were both naked and fucking like teenagers. She had really come to love anal sex and played with a dildo whilst i watched and wanked myself, when i was about to cum she took my cock in her mouth and drank. Being totally truthful, we were able, and allowed ourselves, to get hammered...at least, I did... I can't really remember leaving the bar (a dive that serves u******e k**s like us) or how I got home, but they dropped me off at my house. I guess I staggered in and up to my bedroom. I don't remember what time it was, but it was late, because no one else was up from what my drunken mind remembers...Not my parents, or my sister. Everything else was a blur, until I woke up the next day...I don't.