They asked me where I lived and I gave them our address. He put it into his GPS and we headed out of the parking garage. As we started down the street... I could see Steve looking at my legs. I parted them a little teasing him and then ran my hand up my thigh pushing my skirt up a good bit. He told me what beautiful legs I had and reached his hand over to rub them. As he worked his hand up my thigh I leaned into him and we started kissing. I parted my legs wider so he could touch me, and his hand. There are very few shoppers on this level now. This gazelle won't be getting any help from the herd.We turn down an alcove with no stores. Only long lines of those pay phone booths that hang on the wall, washrooms and an emergency exit. Oh, what have I gotten myself into? We walk to the end of the row of phones. She pushes a trash bin under the last phone and backs me against the wall. She stands in front of me. To anyone casually passing, they'd only see Steph. It will look like she's. “Oh please,” Lacy sarcastically shot back, as she pulled the bedsheets over us.Lacy and I had hooked up. It had been an unplanned and unexpected event. I had met her at a local strip joint, weeks before and then suddenly and serendipitously discovered we lived in the same apartment complex when we met stumbled upon each at our apartment complex pool.My girl friend was at work and I had taken the day off from work. Lacy and I quickly discovered we had something in common and somehow, we ended up. "I heard Kristen giggle softly, and heard her approach me. "Here... let me..."I felt, rather than saw, Kristen's right hand encircle my shaft, which felt harder and thicker than it had in any time since that incredible kiss we shared before dinner. I was cringing in embarrassment, although her touch on my dick was soft, and Kristen let a few of her fingers brush against the front of my ball sac.If I couldn't perform by myself, knowing that Kristen was behind me, then the situation appeared even.