. not too tight... Charlotte was kissing down my neck softly peeling the dress till her lips reached the clasp of my bra.She kissed around it and I am... sure I heard her whisper, "soon, very soon, I'll be unclasping you."Bridget and Katrina peeled the spaghetti straps off of my shoulders, which were tanned but for the skin under my bra straps. They were peeling the sundress down my front, their fingers liberally brushing my bra-clad breasts. The sundress pooled at my feet. My whole body was. Hearing them coming up the stairs, probably still wearing their maid outfits, gave me an awful idea. I knew it was wrong, but I could not make it go away.I walked out into the hallway. “Hi, girls,” I said.“Hi, Craig,” the said together, like they often did.“How was work?”Tonya smiled, “A nice change of pace.”“Those lesbians were so nice. Their propositions were so cute,” said Tammy.“So, I guess you didn’t see the Super Bowl?”They both shook their heads. “Sports are not our thing, and it wasn’t. “Hmmm, lotta magazines in here…” she piped up impishly. The shuffling of paper was audible, but he ignored it. “Pretty tame compared to your collection,” he shot back with good humor. “Just some Playboys and some other assorted crap. You can toss ‘em in the trash.” Jen might not appreciate the girl-on-girl stuff hidden at the bottom of those stacks, he reflected, and turned to give her a hand, maybe dump them on the sly before she got that far. “Here, I can do that for you…” “Dream on, sucker,. “Here, put this on,” she told Laurie.“Look at this,” said Laurie.Cory went around the bed to find Laurie looking through the bottom drawer of her nightstand. “What is it?” she asked. In response, Laurie pulled out a pair of dildos and held them up. “Are those what I think they are?” she asked.“Uh, huh,” said Laurie. “Jan Brinkmeyer showed me one after school once. She said it was hers.”“She would, the slut. Man, this is just too weird.” Cory laid the extra robe down beside her and took one of.