He glanced down at the pack and something in his eyes told me he'd once been a slave to the cylinders. He certainly looked tempted, and if there ever ...was a moment when he could have used one, that moment would be right now.A gasp from the crowd caused us both to look across the street."Oh shit." Yeah." I agreed tiredly. Watching this through his eyes, I could feel for the poor son of a bitch. I guess watching a thirty five year old naked guy with an erection dancing around with a bunch of naked. At a sales meeting the men started chanting for Kim the company’s only female sales agent to jump up and down so they could her boobs bounce and they all cheered and laughed when he did. That really upset Melody because Kim was only a C-cup and frankly she could stand to lose ten or twenty pounds. Melody was doing busy work with Ashley and asked her if she had any luck with the men. The two of them being close in age had become friends. Ashley told Melody that she had so far fucked three. ”“Before you find out how we are getting around I have to warn you that you need to make arrangements to have a girl or two sleep over tonight. You are going to need the relief,” I told her.She said I was full of shit. Still she did text some girls to see if they wanted to have a “slumber” party at her house tonight. Her mom was going to be out of town for the night. I still ended up having to pull her out of her house and lock the door behind us. She was standing there like a statue staring at. ” Amy closed her phone. (If he had just asked for only me, I’d be happier.) ******** ********** ******** When the girls arrived, the widower invited them in, hugging Amy in the foyer. She wore a soft white clinging dress that revealed most of her physical assets. Marie, who was petite and much shorter than Amy, wore a white tee shirt two sizes too small that advertised her large breasts, and jean shorts that hugged her thighs. She carried a zippered sports bag. The widower invited them into.