When that was finished, they once again waved and left the stage, and once again the crowd cheered until they came back. There was one more song, then...it was over and the lights came up. Brody talked with his teammates as the band packed their instruments away, glancing at Ryan from time to time, anxious to talk to her. He held back as he saw her working and talking to Annette, Manny, and others from the first two bands. There'd be plenty of time to talk later, he thought. She looked so. So did Bill.Bill did something different: he asked me to describe my "fantasy" blowjob and I did. All this talk got us both turned on.Then Bill asked, "Do you have a big dick?" I'm not especially endowed and really didn't think I am anything special."Bill told me, "I think I'm on the small side but nobody has ever complained. And women will never tell you. Can I see you?"I showed him my limp cock. I was pretty small at the time. He showed me his and we were both about the same size. We joked. Is that a proposition?,” Michelle smiled as she held our hands. “I love your skin tight leather slacks Sarah, they would look much better around your ankles,” Michelle told her as she tongue kissed Sarah and she returned her kisses, the sexual chemistry of the two women obvious.“It’s almost a cliche, but your place or mine Sarah and Roger?”“Mine,” Sarah tells her as we left holding hands with Michelle.“Will you be comfortable with my man watching Michelle?,” Sarah asked on the short walk.“Very. I flicked through the clothes in my wardrobe as I struggled with this dilemma. My eyes fixed on a jacket I’d only worn once. What a waste of money that had been. I had been an unsatisfactory ‘safe’ choice. I was sick of playing safe. Fuck it, I’ll go!I arrived just before 8pm . It was a large house on a new estate. Not a mansion by any means, but it was clear that whoever lived there had money. Two cars were parked on the driveway and several more cars were parked on the roadside. Dusk was.