The presence was still there invisible, enjoying the show that was unfolding in front of it. Jackie had started to strip Sarah kissing her sister pass...ionately, her hands ripping off Sarah blouses roughly, breaking the kiss, she pulled out her flick knife she slit Sarah's bra off then holding the helm of her shorts and knickers she ran her blade down slitting the material with ease. Sarah stood there naked but unfazed, know it was jays turn, Jackie and Sarah started to kiss Jay passionately in. But he was right. He put his hands onto my head and that's when I had to start breathing in and out slowly. He was enjoying it even more. He was breathing in and out a little rapidly though. I was thinking maybe him getting blown in public could just be too much for him. But he seemed to keep his cool for a little while. He kept his moans down to a minimum the best he could. “Fuck Jill. That's so fucking wonderful. Keep going further and further back for me and make me cum some more for you,”. When they reached the door they were shocked to see me totally naked jacking off on the bed, the television is on the opposite wall from the door so I didn’t see them in the door until I heard my wife say “Oh Shit”, which is exactly what I said when I turned and saw them. The two women quickly went back to the living room but my wife was still in the doorway laughing and saying she was sorry and had no idea I was home. I was mad, embarrassed and also very aroused by what had just happened. My. My clothes have changed from preppy earth tones, to fishnets and black leather, black lipsticks and nail polish. Goth I guess, thats the look, it makes me feel powerful and scary, and I like that alot. My vices have changed from being a workaholic to being a chain smoking pothead. But the thing that has changed most is sex.In high school, I had sex as little as possible. Just enough to keep the boyfriend that I wanted, the boyfriend that served me best socially. Thats all I wanted, or could.