They each looked sexy, robust, and ready for some sexy loving.Nancy shook her head. “I couldn’t even begin to compete with that – either one of ...them.”I commented, “It’s not a competition Nancy. It’s just friendship, companionship, and relationship. Jasmine and I found out we loved each other. I also love Beth the other woman in that picture.”Steve asked, “Were you like this with your first wife?”I shook my head, “We were pretty staid, but that was mostly lack of opportunity. We both talked. I started eating a lot less and focusing less on schoolwork. Things came to a head one weekend, when my mother was out of town. I decided to “celebrate” failing a maths test, by retreating to my room with a bottle of vodka. Things were made worse by the fact that my sister was having Katie over and was planning on telling her how she felt. I heard them come in, but, half the bottle already in me, I fell asleep shortly after. I was awakened a while later as something sat on my bed. I looked up. When I was done he took the hose and put the showerhead back on. Then hesaid, "Get over here and blow me."I went over to him, got on my knees and started sucking his cock. I lookedup at him as he smiled down at me and he reached down to play with mynipple rings.After awhile he opened his hand and I saw he had a small tube ofsomething. "Get up," he said.I stood up, he took my hand a squirted some clear gel into it and said,"Stroke me with this."I slowly stroked his cock.After about 30 seconds he. Now, I’m not gonna say that we were entirely celibate while the girls were gone, but sometimes, good pussy with a trustworthy mouth was hard to find. One evening during the week, Paul made a comment, “I’m so Goddamn horny I could fuck a watermelon.” I laughed, but got to thinking… all we had done for the last several months was fuck some real pussies, “You’re one crazy mother fucker, Paul. But let’s go for a ride.”I knew of a large, commercial garden just outside of town. I stopped my VW Beetle.