“Would you, thanks Mr Lake” replied Jenny, leaping from the last step and throwing herself at David and wrapping her arms around him. She smelt of perfume and some sort of drink, and his arms went around her automatically to support her. She kissed him on the cheek and pressed herself against him for a few seconds, pushing against his hard cock. “Yes, thank you Mr Lake” added Julie, now by Jenny’s side, and she too reached up to kiss David, her gown briefly falling open. This made David look twice; she was wearing some sort of black lacy Basques, and not much else that he could see. He looked up into her eyes and there was a smile and a very knowing look in her eyes. He pulled himself away, “right hummm, a taxi, I’ll just ring you one, shouldn’t be too long” he walked though into the lounge, and both girls followed him. As he turned on the light, both girls exclaimed in wonder. “Wow Mr Lake, what a cool room, I always said you were a Goth, this is amazing” said Julie. “Well thanks, um I not as much as I was once, but still like the gothic look, emmm..” he was now blushing, realising that what he’d just said could be interpreted in a different light. “Wow look at the dragons, there’s hundreds of them” shouted Jenny, and both girls rushed over to admire David’s collection of dragons. David followed, and said “just a moment, I’ll turn the display lights on”. He pushed gently past Jenny and bent down, just as he did, she shifted her position so that he had to brush past her legs, he could smell her perfume and something else…no, he put it from his mind. He turned on the light, and was rewarded by more gasps of wonder and praise. He straightened and watched the two girls admiring his collection of dragons. “There’s so many, God where did you find them” “Well, I’ve been collecting them since I was about 12, and people still buy them for me” he replied. “I bet you didn’t buy these when you were 12, Mr Lake” said Jenny indicated the group of more erotic dragons and maids, maids in various states of undress, and far from being maids is distress. Again David blushed. “Can I pick one up, please, pretty please, I’ll be ever so careful Mr Lake” pleaded Jenny “Yes ok, but be careful they’re fragile” and almost straight away he regretted giving his permission, as he saw Jenny pick the most erotic of the them, one that his last girlfriend had bought him, and was now holding it up. “Hmmmmm, I like this one” she said. The maid figure was naked with the dragon around her, but with its tail between her legs, clearly fucking her with its tip. Julie, who had remained silent to this point, said “hmmm that’s a bit naughty Mr Lake, did your mother buy that when you were 12.” “No urrr that one was my last girlfriend, a few years ago…urrrr…anyway I ought to phone this taxi” he said, trying to avoid the gazes of both the girls were giving him; wanton was the word that sprang too mind. As he reached the phone Jenny pleaded “please, can we look at them a bit longer, we be good, promise”. He hesitated. “No Jenny; she’s so impulsive sorry, but can I have a drink Mr Lake, and then we’ll be off” intervened Julie, who appeared to have become sober and serious all of a sudden. “Yes of course, urrr yes I just go get it, ummm what would like, a glass of water” “Whisky” jumped in Jenny. Julie, turned and slapped Jenny on the side of her leg “don’t be cheeky young lady, or I have to punish you again” and then turned to David “can I have a coffee Mr Lake, and Jenny will have some squash” now clearly slipping into role play. He retreated to the refuge of the kitchen, he allowed himself time to cool down, while he prepared the drinks. Right, get a grip of yourself, yes they’re both 18, or near enough, but they were his pupils two years ago. If this got out, things could become uncomfortable. He fixed himself a coffee too, and placed both steaming cups and the glass of squash on a tray, and then braced himself to return to the living room, and his guests. When he entered the room, he saw that both girls were seated, Jenny on the sofa, and Julie in one of the arm chairs. David moved to the coffee table, and bent down and placed the tray on the table. He was directly opposite Jenny, and when he looked up, he could clearly see between her open knees. Christ, she wasn’t wearing anything underneath, he could clearly see her pussy and a hairless pussy at that. This was way beyond anything his imagination had ever conjured up. He felt is cock rising, he tried shifting a little, but his dressing gown was far too thin to hide is now fully erect cock...

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