I could feel the heat from their pussies. Loretta was sopping, and I eagerly tore up her tight red dress, yanking her panties to the side with my fing...rs. I pressed my thumb hard against her clit and jabbed my thick middle finger into her. On my left, Lisa-always the sexual goddess, even with her oblivious husband there-slowly arched her back, subtly hiking her black dress up and easing her legs open (she wasnt even wearing panties), all the while maintaining some semblance of interest in what. Between the frustration, the pain, and her exhaustion, she seemed to give in. The chair for the desk had no arms, so it would work perfectly. I moved it into the center of the room, between the two beds' footboards.She looked at me sternly and said: I'm only doing this because I'm in incredible pain. So am I. I'm only thinking of you. I couldn't hold back an ear-to-ear grin.Right. She moved over to the desk lamp and shut it off.You don't need to turn the lights off, I said taking my seat.Wrong.. I relaxed knowing it was Peter, my new lover playing games like he seemed to enjoy doing. Then more fingers were touching my bare shoulders in circular motions as I moved my instinctively towards the movement.“Your hands are wonderful!” I sighed.“Shhhhhhhhhhhh!” Came a whisper near to me.“Sooorry!” I giggled slightly.The tips of the fingers, the touch of which were doing so much for me, continued their motions on my warm skin and I let out a satisfied sigh with a smile on my painted lips. " "Oh love, you are in a complete pickle aren't you? No-one else knows this, but I have felt that way about a woman before... I completely understand how you are feeling...' She paused for a moment and then said to me "If you don't mind me asking, do I know her?" "Well... yeah you do." "Do you think she feels the same way?" "I don't know. I don't even think she's gay or would even think of me that way." "How do you know if you don't try? If you don't say anything to her, you'll live to regret.