”“Think he is man enough to take on two hot women at the same time?” Amy teased.”“Believe me, girls, he more than enough stamina to fuck two... women,” Laura defended, kissing his cheek.”“I moved closer to Felix and Chris. Completely out of character, I placed a hand behind their necks and kissed one then the other. As they caressed my tits, my hand caressed their cocks.”“It’s such a nice night, lets fuck by the pool,” I suggested. I placed an arm around them, and we walked onto the poolside. I was 53 and she was 50. I was divorced for a couple of years, and she had been divorced for over 10 years. She knew that I had a vasectomy. I was hoping that knowledge would get me in to her pants. Not a chance. She had two children Sean, the oldest at 19, and Stacy at 18. Sean was always happy to work on my Fiat Spyder to fix anything that went wrong. And something always went wrong. The acronym for Fiat was true, “Fix It Again Tony”. The result was that I was often at their house. Stacy was. Then at last, I found my partner.Her name was Karen. I knew that much from the nametag pinned on her blouse. She worked at King Soopers, a large grocery chain that seemed to have a store on every major street corner in Denver. There were quite a few young women employed there, all quite attractive, but this one was perfect for what I had in mind.I followed her in from the parking lot and waited as she stood behind the service counter. At about 5' 7", she had a trim, supple-looking body. Her. Here I was, in the middle of a dozen beautiful women in hot lingerie for the night, my body completely bound into slick, tight nylon and spiky heels, being teased beyond belief. Every movement I made triggered an erotic overload which resonated throughout my entire body. How would I possibly make it through the night?Eventually, the girls stopped with their demands long enough that I could start getting the plates and silverware in the dishwasher. Once I was cleaned up, I heard glasses.