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a sex holiday.

... dryer marked the passage of time as efficiently as my wristwatch. After 45 minutes, and into my third glass of wine, the bathroom door opened and Mindy stepped out. She stood there with one leg crossed in front of the other, leaning on the door frame, very seductively. “Well?” she asked with a confident look She had every reason to be cock-sure. She had decided on her black 4” fuck-me pumps, and a leather mini-skirt that looked like it was air brushed on. It went to just above mid-thigh. Her legs were covered with black sheer stockings. She had settled on a thin dark blue print blouse. It had a low neckline, that gave just a peek of cleavage, but buttoned up the front, so access would be easy. She wore no bra, and the thin material did not conceal the contours of her swollen areolas. I swallowed and I answered “Wow. Tiffany better get her soon. That outfit is going to look great on the floor.” She beamed, noticed the wine, and poured herself a glass. We stood there drinking our wine, and making small talk while we waited, but you could feel a tension in the air. “So, is that skirt yours?” I asked as I stared at Mindy’s legs. “Yes. It’s too small, and I almost didn’t bring it.” She said as she subconsciously tried to smooth it down. The knock at door startled both of us, and then we chuckled at our own stupidity. I answered the door and there stood the prettiest woman I had ever seen. She had bright blue eyes, which were set off by both her stunning smile and shoulder ...

... length, brown-blonde hair. Her face reminded me of Chalize Theron. She was about 5’ 5” in her red high heels. She was wearing a bright red one piece form fitting dress that highlighted every curve of her hips and waist, stopping above mid thigh. The bottom of the dress had an elastic band, which f***ed the dress to show the comely shape of her ass. It looked to have the same high, heart-shape as my sexy Mindy. As Brian promised, she was amply endowed, coming in at D-cup or better. Tiffany’s dress had a low neckline, which gave plenty of display to her braless melons. Her nipples were striking their own pose under the satin-like dress. “Hi! I’m Tiffany” she said in a cheerful, pleasant voice. “I’m…..pleased to meet you.” I stammered as I looked her over top to bottom. Tiffany came in and I introduced her to Mindy, who was leaning against the couch, sipping on her wine. Mindy sat her wine down, walked over, and shook Tiffany’s hand. Mindy looked a bit nervous. Tiffany acted like she did this everyday, which when I thought about it, she probably did. I handed Tiffany an envelope with her fee. She did a quick, practiced glance into it, and then put it in her purse. I invited the ladies to sit down on the couch. I took one end, Tiffany in the middle, and Mindy on the other end. Both ladies faced me. I started to get the feeling I was in over my head. I could feel myself sweat, as both ladies stared at me; Tiffany with her electric smile; Mindy with a nervous one. “How about some wine, ...