“So?” Henry answered back smiling.
“Women!” I said more to myself. “Ok, how about you tell me what’s going on…and what I’m to expect rather than standing here wasting time trying to wring it out of you.”
“But that’s half the fun!” Henry shot back grinning at me seductively. “Ok, ok…” she relented seeing the look on my face. “Nothing for you to worry about. Had a nice long discussion with Sophia, wanted to see where she…where they were at. Bottom line is this…for now, until we all get to know one another really well, and determine no one’s got any problems with anything…at the moment at least, it’s more of a girl-girl-girl thing…
between us. Which obviously Patrick’s ok with. He’s content to enjoy that…and Sophia of course during the course of things, no one else. Same holds true for us too…me and Tom both. Us…you, only. How’s that sitting with you?” She asked.
It sat fine…for now anyway. Not sure how I felt about Henry, or Tom for that matter, trying to stuff that almost too enormous sausage of Pat’s up either one of them, at least not at the moment. Not until I knew emotionally if I could even handle that. And even more surprising, I found myself almost as jealous at the thought of Tom being with him in some capacity, as I was thinking about Henry doing that. Chauvinistically speaking however…Sophia was another thing. Girls and girls…was for whatever reason, perfectly acceptable. Such were and are in many ways, the double standards of life. For now at least.
“But you’re cool with Sophia and I…and Tom.”
I smiled.
“Pig!”
I smiled even wider.
“Horny pig!” She added.
“You got that right…now, anything else? Or should we rejoin our guests before we miss anything.”
“Yeah…I’ll meet you there, I need to go find where To put my strap on!”
**
I guess I shouldn’t have been too terribly surprised. By the time I entered the room Patrick was still sitting in his chair, though his robe was open. His prick, large as it was, stood up like a small baseball bat between his legs, he had two hands wrapped around it, stroking it up and down. I could of course do that too…but you could easily put another two hands around his…not mine.
Sophia and Tom stood swaying to music which I’d heard coming down the hallway. Mostly dancing, they did seem to periodically touch, caress, and rub against one another there on the floor. I took my seat, undid the sash on my robe parting it. Maybe I wasn’t nearly as big as Pat was…but
I was just as fucking hard, if not more so. And certainly so as I sat there watching the girls, soon three of them all dancing and swaying erotically together. It didn’t take long for things to heat up either, watching all three pressing themselves against one another, hands and fingers suddenly disappearing for moments, looks of lust-filled eyes becoming more and more apparent. And then as one, they fell to the floor, forming a small, intimate, wicked little circle.
“Nice!” Pat said vocally, expressing my own wicked thoughts.
“Very nice!” I confirmed looking down at the girls, finding it oddly erotic, looking over, watching Pat as he sat there unabashedly stroking his enormous prick…me doing the same to my own.
On the floor, Henry was now uninhibitedly licking Sophia’s cunt, bare like my wife’s, Sophia in turn licking and slurping on Tom’s, she last but not least…licking her sisters, though after a while of that, someone called “switch” and as though choreographed, they merely turned around facing in the opposite direction and did it that way for a while.