Our lips met for a gentle kiss which lingered. It felt like the kiss made sense, an inevitable meeting of flesh. The crescendo of our first kiss occur...ed with a touch of tongues. My half hard cock instantly inflated. Her libido sparked as well. I could smell her arousal over the smoke and liquor and musty age of our surroundings. It became too much for her. She pulled her lips from mine and untangled her fingers."Wait, wait, wait," she said, panting, lifting her hand, giving the universal sign. And now we have a man who can't say no if we ask to do them with him." That's blackmail!" said Tiffany."Yes, it is," agreed Janice. "And we all know none of us will ever do anything to hurt Judith, or her father, but he doesn't know that." That's awful!" said Monica, sounding horrified.Janice looked at her. "Didn't you tell me not long ago that you wondered what it would be like to give a man a blow job?"There were gasps all around.Janice wasn't going to waste any more time trying to convince. “Pete, you know we can’t publish this, right?”“Yeah, I figured that. I actually have no idea who to even pass this to, I might just self-publish it. But you still have the right of first refusal, so that is your copy.”He grinned, and shook his head. “Well, let me tell you three things. First, I think it’s great. Second, I bet you could sell a lot of copies if it does get published. And third, I am refusing it. I will have the letter done by tomorrow morning stating we have reviewed it and. Shocked by their sudden appearance out of nowhere and smitten by their gorgeous looks, I stammered.“You! I d-don’t—you—h-how did you know m-my—”“Shhh,” they whispered in unison, moving slowly toward me, smiling. I was paralyzed, either by anxiety, or by their sharp blue eyes, I didn’t know. They stood in front of me, the brunette on my left and the redhead on my right.“Close your eyes,” they murmured. I closed my eyes, wondering what they were going to do. A few seconds later, I felt their.