I bought that also. Next it was time to spoil the baby. We got some new clothes for him. A new winter jacket, some coloring books, crayons, pencils, s...me early reading books and a book of bedtime stories. He seemed happy. Mom was next. So we headed off to the woman’s store. Here, I was looking at some bras, she told me she had one. She said that she never wore one. We also got about a dozen panties, a few skirts, some tops, and of course some stockings. I asked the clerk her name and told her. I just shrugged and smiled apologetically. “Afraid so,” I confessed. He continued looking at me, weighing me up and down.Now I have to mention, in case this is not obvious, that I was more than twice his age and old enough to be his father, so any notions of sex with this “Adonis” was clearly in the realms of fantasy-fiction. I didn’t even know if this guy was gay but that seemed hardly relevant; you can’t let it go, can you, even when it seems hopeless?Still, he hadn’t walked off and he was. He got in behind me and as I watched him do so, I felt the bed shift on the other side and felt Mike get in as well. I started to turn my head to look over at Mike but Scott caught my chin before I did and kissed my lips again. Just pretend its just us baby, he said kissing me softly again and I felt Mike get in close behind me. I was laying on my side facing Scott with Mike behind me when I felt Scotts hand go to my butt cheek and pull. I then felt something I knew was Mikes cock push against. A silk finger traced down a breast and experimentally brushed hisnipple."Oh!" He sucked in his breath sharply. He had not been prepared for theintensity of the electric thrill that caused his nipples to tingle. Paulswallowed hard as both hands tweaked both nipples and then the fingerstraced light circles around the ample curves of his bosom. He thencupped both tits with his hands, and hefted them. At any other time,Paul would have said that they were perfect.With an effort, he continued his.