I found the whisky, and the ice, but nothing else. I called out to Ally, asking where her gin was, but there was no reply. I called again, and still n...o reply, so I went to look for her. She was face down on her king size bed, stark naked, with her bikini thrown on the floor. I called to Pete to share the erotic scene, and the two of us simply stood there and admired the view. I’m not sure which if us first put his hand down his shorts to stroke his cock, but I know I did and saw that Pete was. But Helen did not and i unfastened my jeans and let them drop down around my knees . Helen looked at me then at the panties and back at me my god you were telling the truth. I figured Helen would quickly leave now that she knew what i was all about. But Helen planted a wet sloppy kiss right on my lips now with all the covid-19 stuff going on i didn't think it was wise for her to do this. I quickly pulled up my pants and we quickly left the rest room Helen said do you want to take this further. His compliments about her body and fucking skills added an important layer to the experience. As she rested on his chest before showering and departing, she marveled how she could just let go and enjoy this man after screwing two others in the last twenty-four hours.On Friday, after a good long session with Rick, she met a friend from work at an outdoor café that had good prices for wine and horsdeuvres during Happy Hour. Micki was divorced and about Ollie’s husband’s age. Not ugly but not. My bare arm pressed against Sally's as she clung to his waist and hips from the other side of him. As the opening series of hymns came to an end and we started to sit down, Bob slid his hand out from under my top, sliding it slowly up my back to cup the back of my neck in his hand. By then the only thing I could think about was my growing arousal. I no longer cared about anything except my orgasm that I could feel building up in the pit of my trembling belly. After a few minutes, Bob dropped.