A public, but simultaneously, private place. A fantasy on screen shared with many other people. Shelia had talked herself into believing this constitu...ed a form of relationship that would not cause the pain of a broken heart. Thomas spied her when she arrived. He had long ago learned to arrive early, sit up high in the back and watch other patrons as they found their seats. Many a couple choose their place and the woman would go for treats. These were the women Thomas liked. These women were. I posed in the mirror, loving the contrasting colors running up my body. Running my hands up and down my chest, progressing to my stomach and eventually my cock. I'd had pre cum before and was worried about stains so I held the fabric of the swimsuit away from my cock as i stroked my butt with my other hand. I then noticed the leg holes were cut fairly high and did what I and so many women (and men) have done for my first time and pushed the crotch of the swimsuit aside. My reflected cock. ‘Cassie!’ He managed, sitting up and trying to cover himself. ‘I--are you okay? You feel better? Do you need something?’‘I feel much better, thanks,’ I said, moving over to him and sitting beside him. ‘And don’t worry about what you were doing or about the porch. I won’t tell anyone.’He relaxed. ‘Well, I’m glad you feel better.’We were quiet for a moment, listening to the ocean swell.Then I said, ‘Jem?’‘Mm?’‘Can I see it? I want to watch you do that.’He seemed to start, as if I’d hit him. We. " Sean echoed as the door closed.The Angels exchanged a look. "We are tonight?" "Please to say yes?" Yes," I chuckled. "Now come here." I kissed them both. They were both hard and had matching wet spots on their leggings. Again, they had dressed like male whores with see-thru shirts, painted-on pants, and a come-and-get it jock that created a lovely bulge.We kissed for a few minutes. Then I gave Left Angel a slight push down. He got the message and kissed his way down to my still exposed.