A small shiver rippled through her body and her nipples grew hard as she looked down at me.
"Are you OK my love?"
"I'm fine, I was just thinking of what it will be like to watch you fuck Dee right there on the mat, in front of everyone."
"I can't imagine what it will be like to know that you're watching and it will be your turn on the mat as soon as Dee and I have finished." Just thinking about it was making me horny but would I be able to perform on the day when lots of people could be watching me?
"I've found that if I like the guy or girl I'm fighting then the sex afterwards is even more intense." She whispered as she slowly rolled her hips on my cock, "So do you like Dee?"
I laughed, "I hardly know her ... although we did get together on very intimate terms during the examination at the clinic."
Angela laughed, "Well you will get to know her a lot better because she sent me a message just before Mark turned up and suggested that we might like to have dinner with her tonight ... at her place.
"And before you got here I sent her a message to say that we would be there." She must have seen the puzzled look on my face because she went on to explain that she and Dee had known each other for five years through Angela's regular visits to the clinic and Dee's frequent visits to The Black Door both professionally and, more recently, as a fan of the wrestling.
They had become friends and Dee had even invited Angela to a couple of parties and Angela had really enjoyed them. By the look in her eye I didn't have to ask what sort of parties they were.
"Dee is a whole lot wilder than you might think, those parties turned into full-on orgies and Dee would be right there in the thick of it.
"I have a suspicion that Dee would really like to try sex work but doesn't want to jeopardise her job at the clinic and that's a shame because she would be good."
We both showered separately, to save time, dressed and headed for Angela's SUV. I let her get ahead of me on the way to the garage so I could enjoy the way her hips swayed as she walked and the way her short white-cotton skirt curved around her cute arse. I had no idea how a woman her age could look so good but I was sure that there were a lot of men out there who were very happy that she did.
On top she was wearing a dark red wrap-around crop top that struggled to contain her boobs and left a lot of her midriff, and back, bare. She was a walking sex bomb and I was glad that we were going to her friend's place and not a bar. I was sure that if she walked into a bar dressed like that guys would be fighting each other just for the chance to speak to her.
I opened the driver's door for her and she grinned up at me as she sat down and swung her legs into the vehicle. Her skirt was so short that I didn't have to guess if she was wearing panties or not, I could see the tight curls of her neatly trimmed bush.
"Should I read anything into the way you're dressed?" I asked as I slid into the passenger's seat.
Angela leaned over and slowly rubbed the bulge in my jeans, "You can read lots of fun things into it and some of them may happen before we get home but let me say this: don't back away from anything that you might be offered tonight. That would be an insult to Dee and a big red flag for me."
"Umm ... I don't do drugs," I said quietly.
"That's good, because I don't do drugs and nor does Dee ... but she might just offer you her body and I would hate to see you turn her down."
Dee shared a small property on the northern outskirts of Canberra with six horses, two goats and a couple of tame wallabies and I met them all as I opened the three farm gates between the road and the house on Dee's farm.
Angela waited for me to open the door for her once she had parked at the front of Dee's house and once she was out and I closed the door she slipped one hand behind my head and kissed me. "Damn, the more time I spend with you the more time I want to spend with you," she murmured as her lips brushed mine for a second time.
"Is that a problem?" I wasn't sure where this was going but I didn't want to see the end of what was growing between us.
"No," she groaned, "but from next Monday I'm going to be away for seven days ... and I really don't want to be away from you for that long.
"I'm flying to Brisbane where I'll hook up with one of my richest clients and I'll be sailing up to Cairns with him on his very luxurious yacht. He rang me while you were in the shower and arranged it and he wants me to bring a female friend.
"I'm going to ask Dee so don't be surprised if I turn our chatter towards sex work and try and encourage her to come with me."
I pushed Angela back against the car as I kissed her; I didn't understand why but talk of her work turned me on and she didn't seem inclined to push me away.
My hands just had to join the party and they found her cute butt-cheeks and slowly massage them. With such a short hem on her skirt and no panties to get in the way, my fingers found her anus and she gasped when I began teasing it. "Oh ... oh," she whimpered and began grinding her hips against me.
"Oi, am I getting a personalised live sex show or are you tow actually coming in to have dinner with me?" We both looked around to see Dee standing on the front veranda of her house, hands on hips and shouting at us.
"Remember," Angela whispered into my shoulder, "no backing away ... and spend as much time looking at her as you want because I'll be doing the same thing ... she looks gorgeous!"
From where we were standing it looked as though Dee was wearing a man's black button-down shirt that was covered in tiny flowers ... and open to the navel. But as we got closer we could see that she was wearing a dress ... a dress that was far shorter than anything I had seen Angela wear.
A dress that had a plunging neckline that didn't quite reach her navel but managed to show a lot of the nice curves of her B-cup boobage
Once we were on the veranda Dee threw her arms around Angela and kissed her with some passion. "Oh it's so good to see you away from the clinic. I keep wanting to greet you like this every time you walk into that place ... but I have to be professional."
"I know," Angela stroked her cheek and returned the kiss. It was obvious that there was some mutual attraction and some history there so I just stood back and let them enjoy the moment while I found myself enjoying the sight of two sexy woman kissing and hugging.
Dee eventually turned to me and asked Angela an interesting question, "Angela, are you and Steve an item?"
Angela smiled at me and I could feel the warmth of that smile from where I was standing, "We're working on it ... but whatever we become, we're definitely not going to be exclusive."
It was a nice little unequivocal signal to Dee that I could play but I wasn't sure about how I would feel playing in front of Angela.
A wicked smile flitted across Dee's face and then it was gone and she was looking serious. "Hmmm, your tests aren't back yet so I don't even know if I should touch you Steve."
I guess my surprise showed on my face because she laughed, "I'm only joking," and then she had her arms around me and was kissing me. Her kiss wasn't just a platonic kiss on my cheek, her lips were locked on mine and her tongue was flicking across my lips and when she made sure to press against my cock.
It ended too quickly and I wanted more so I didn't let go of Dee but I still needed some indication that it was OK to go on.
I looked across at Angela who had moved nearer the door and that meant she was looking back at Dee and me and must have got an eyeful of Dee's cute arse when she reached up to kiss me. The huge grin on her face confirmed what I was thinking.
I winked at Angela and then pulled Dee close and kissed her. This time I made sure that Angela got a good view of Dee's arse as I slid my hands up under the hem of her dress and then slowly ran one finger down between her butt cheeks and pressed against her anus.
"Holy fuck," she gasped, "where have you been all my life?"
"Well I know where I'll be on Saturday night," I chuckled.
"Kiss me like that again and I know where you can be every night." Dee pulled back but slipped her arm through mine, "So it's OK to fight him on Saturday night?"
Angela smirked, "I am so looking forward to watching you lose."
Dee squeezed my arm and laughed, "And I'm looking forward to losing ... and getting royally punished."
Dee took us through into a large open plan room that combined a lounge are with a big wood fireplace, a dining room and a kitchen. The dining table was made from big rough-hewn pieces of dark timber while the eight chairs looked as though they would have been right at home in King Arthur's dining hall at Camelot.
Between the dining room and the kitchen was a long breakfast bar that could easily sit five and looked as though it had been cut from a single piece of timber. On the other side of the breakfast bar the kitchen looked like much like any modern kitchen would but tonight it was hard to even look at the kitchen when Dee was in there.
Dee waved us to the end of the table where three places had been set along with three glasses of red wine and headed for the oven where she had three pizzas cooking.
"What haven't you told me about Dee?" I asked quietly.
Angela giggled and whispered, "Well, I think I told you that she was a good friend. I guess you just didn't understand the true meaning of 'good' in that context." Did that explain the option Dee had chosen for her status on Facebook?
"What are you two whispering about?" Angela had been making some noise moving the pizzas around in the oven and I thought that she wouldn't have heard us.
"Oh nothing," Angela replied.
"We were just saying what a great dress you're wearing and what a cute arse you have," I laughed
