John was a cuckold. Technically, of course, he wasn’t one yet. Though he had shared his fantasy with his wife Ann for a couple of years there only ...excursion into it was to role play together in the privacy of their bedroom. Tonight however there was the possibility that his fantasy might be fulfilled. It been a hard slog but he finally managed to get Ann to meet a suitable male that he had found on a well known internet site that catered for men like John. Ann had been reluctant to meet him. A man and a younger woman. The man was dressed casually, but his clothes were good quality and no doubt expensive. The woman was wearing a long, belted overcoat and high heels. Emi was reminded that she had very few clothes on, and reflexively moved to cover herself, before remembering Birch’s orders. She forced her hands to remain by her sides. Emi had never been good at judging age, but she guessed the man to be in his late forties, the woman - no, that was wrong - the girl looked to be. Sloat, trying to breathe life into his lungs.It had been a heck of a first date, under any circumstances.It had been tough to see Danny drive off in the car with the two girls, but when Danny had brought his car back Sunday morning, he reported that when he got out to the club, both Dr. Brege and Harry Masterfield had talked to the girl's parents. "Everybody's real pleased," Danny said. "The girl's folks want to meet you some time, but I don't think we're going to get any static about going out. I took charge. I asked who was ready to fuck me. A small cheer of each one volunteering went up. I reminded everyone to keep it down so as not to attract attention. I then took one guy and sat him on the edge of the locker room bench where I promptly straddled him impaling myself onto his hard throbbing cock. I invited someone to take me up the ass as I sucked on yet another guy. I love being airtight and I didn't have to ask twice. I had all my holes filled and a cock in each hand. Other guys.