And given that my mother hadbeen out of the picture for years, I was happy that my dad found someone hecould settle down with, I guess. He really was ...he only parent I'd ever known,given he and mom were in college when they had me, and she split aftergraduation. But we did okay, especially after dad started to become betterknown as an artist. Stephanie, my step mom, had run galleries in severalcities for years, and that's how they met. Dad ran two small, but successfulgalleries and never would. He just got lost in the sensations she created in his body and his desire to please her. Going by the blissful look on her face, he achieved his goal. When they got out, they helped dry each other.Mary gave him a man-sized, soft cotton dressing gown to wear, so he didn’t have to brave the front veranda to go downstairs. He wondered how many other men had worn it before him and had the pleasure of enjoying Mary’s charms.He then thought about the two old guys that been vying for her attention. Was he adjusting his bag/backpack? Why would he need to? What was he doing? Dammit, let’s get this on!A moment later, the door to my stall opened. I can’t describe the feeling of seeing that door open, it was incredible. You really need to experience it. Sitting on the toilet, I looked up and saw my BBC, he smiled at me and quietly entered the stall, turned away, closed the door and locked it. He then turned back to me and started undoing his pants. He was dressed in a very tight t-shirt that. Imagine how surprised I was when she started to talk to me! She didn’t seem to bother that I had put my things so close by. I could also see her gaze at my dick. (By the way, today I bought myself a new cock ring that I had put on, which could be a reason for her to give some extra attention. I don’t have a very large dick, but the cock ring sure highlights it. And I’m also epilated so I have not a single hair downstairs). After some talking she went up to her man and I went into the water..