May be because of guilt feeling or fear of any disease, I could not enjoy sex with other ladies or girl. It happened when I returned back to my home f...or around 2 month vacation. When I reached home I saw one of my neighbor aunties along with her 6 year old daughter also in my home. This lady was our neighbor few years back also but her husband got transferred to other place so she had left. Now again her husband was posted back to our town and to our surprise her husband was also allotted. And he thought. He felt alone. He was sad. He wanted to talk. To Jack. He wasn't sure of how much he would confess, but he certainly wanted to talk. I guess he wanted Jack to reassure him of his masculinity.He called Jack. Luckily for him, Jack was home.Unfortunately, Jack was almost leaving.Troy had called Jack, a few minutes before. They would meet.Oh, fuck!Greg said:"I thought you could come here..." Sure, I'll just pick up Troy and we'll go." Fine."Greg couldn't say no. He hang up, drank. I’ve seen various members of staff, always male, come and go over the years until a couple of months ago when my trim was done by a new member of staff called Lyn (they all had their names in a graffiti style font above their station). My first visit was very pleasant; having a haircut always involves being in close proximity with whoever is holding the clippers, and being able to have the sweet scent perfume wafting past my noses was more preferable than aftershave.Last weekend it was time for. I could sense that their breathing was a little heavy and a desire to do that to another woman filled their minds. I noticed that their two glasses was empty."Another Margaritas?" I asked them."Yes," they both answered without taking their eyes of the TV of the two women in heat.I got up and walked over to the Futon and picked up their glasses.I walked over to the kitchen playing it cool but inside I was dancing up and down for joy. I poured the gals another drink and headed back into the.