I immediately wondered if Marsha was behind one of those closed doors having sex with some guy I had never met. Strangely the thought didn't upset me,...maybe that was because of the beautiful Carla who was hanging on my arm.Carla closed the door behind us and then turned to me. When she looked at me I noticed for the first time that she had very large dark brown eyes. She had the kind of eyes you can get lost in. As I was staring into her eyes she said, "I think my husband wants me to have sex. She went on to tell me that Steve (Gina’s husband) wanted to watch them make love with the strap-on. Then he wanted to join in fucking both of us. “The only thing is that other than you, the only man who has ever made love to me is your father. I had to relay this to Gina. Also the fact that you and I have made love. Other than Jane, she is the only one now who knows about us and I asked her to keep it a secret.” “I firstly had to find out how you felt about Steve fucking me,” she queried.. Even last night.’ ‘Yeah. He brings them to make me jealous.’I finally spoke up. He never said that but, well, I just assumed. And the smile on his face confirmed my suspicions. ‘Why didn’t you ever tell me?’ ‘What was I supposed to say? Oh by the way, Mac and I hook up all the time but it’s only about the sex…’ ‘Well I mean, you’re my best friend. Best friends tell each other that kind of stuff. I didn’t even know that you’d had sex.’ ‘I’m gonna go. Call me later.’ Mac kissed my cheek and. I put it on and looked in the mirror. Using my fingers I poked the cups tickling my nipples. Going back to the dresser I took out a pair of tights. It took a minute to figure out how to pull them up. I liked how everything felt against my skin. Looking down my stiff dick was pushing straight out. The panties tickled the tip of my dick as I explored the closest. Shirts and dresses were hang. Looking down there were some shelves. Shoes were on top but some swim suits were on the second shelf. I.