“That’s what Mrs. Carstairs called it. It’s Victorian-era, with a high back. I immediately pictured you ladies posing on it. I have a picture of...it. Let me get my phone.”He pulled up the picture he wanted and passed the phone around.“We could do a bordello photo there!” Molly said with real excitement. “Oh, I can picture it. We can go to a costume rental shop and get some corsets. It would be awesome!”“That would be awesome,” Katelyn agreed. “If we do it well, we can actually hang it up. That. "Hahaha!" she laughed. "It's about halfway." Holy shit, I thought, that's only half??? What did I just let Nikki have?!? "How's it feel baby?" Ohhh, good! Unggh!!" I groaned as it pushed in a bit deeper."You need to relax and let him take your ass baby. I'll help!" she said cheerfully. And then she crawled underneath me on her back in a 69 position, and with her beautiful pussy in front of my face, I couldn't help but start licking it. Soon after I did, she took my semi-hard cock in her mouth. I was slumped in one armchair and Jeff took the other one. Tom came in from the kitchen with more drinks, I had had enough but not wanting to be inhospitable, I accepted it.Tom looked around and seeing nowhere else to sit, he lifted Beth's legs and sat on the couch with her, resting her feet across his lap.I said 'It's getting late; I better get Beth home to bed.'Tom replied. 'I think you've had a bit too much to drink to think of driving, why not stay the night. Beth looks quite comfy, I can. As I usually did, I found a corner booth and sat where I could see everything in the bar. That had been a habit I got into a long time ago, part of the lack-of-trust issues that arose out of my breakup with Jeanette.I was nursing my second beer when she walked in. I cursed silently that she would show up the one night I'm at the one bar I'm going to patronize the one time I return to my hometown.I knew immediately it was her. You don't live with someone — especially someone as beautiful as.