I live alone in a modest two story house in a nice neighborhood. Rather, my ex-wife let me keep the house out of pity after she divorced me and ran off with her new billionaire stud husband who's cock she teased me more than once was a lead pipe compared to my stubby pencil. When we divorced she told me of all her lovers over the years who fucked her so well and she would come home with their cum dripping down her legs and initiate sex with me so I could unknowingly eat their cum out of her dripping hot pussy. I was never able to make her come with my little sissy prejac clitty, not even orally. I thought all this time she was happy and I satisfied her but I was so wrong.
I work at a small women owned business in a college town as the only male, and the only IT guy. All my coworkers are stunningly beautiful women ranging from just out of college to middle aged. They all wore sexy clothes every day to the office, trying to out do the others, and I was stuck in the middle of it trying not to blow my load in my panties everyday. Everyday it seemed I would end up with a wet spot in the crotch of my khakis that soaked through from my pre-cum in my panties. They must have known their effect on me because several times a week I would get calls to fix things that were easy enough for them to figure out. I would lean over their desk looking down their blouses while I deliberately slowly fixed their problem, or I'd have to get under their desks and try to look up their skirts.
I had tried asking a few of the ladies out, but I usually got friend zoned or flat out rejected. I'm an average size guy and not very tall or muscular so who would want that? I did get lucky with one girl, Christy, but we didn't last long and she dumped me not too long after our making out had progressed to getting in our pants. She put her hand in my pants while sucking the tongue out of my mouth and once she touched it and felt how small it was she started laughing hysterically. Even worse though was that as soon as she touched my tiny dick I immediately sprayed the inside of my tighty whiteys. I wasn't wearing panties all the time yet, but I had managed to steal a few here and there from apartment laundry rooms or even Christy's panty drawer. Christy didn't stay at the company very long after that, but I always wonder if she told the other ladies about my tiny prejac dick because so many times they'd be huddled together snickering and laughing then I'd walk by and they'd clam up, immediately bursting with pent up laughter after I had left.
Anyway, back to the front door. I stood there breathing heavily after looking through the peep hole frozen and not able to move with the thought of these two beautiful women at my front door. Eventually I heard them comment about I must be home because they had just seen me enter and saw the blinds move on the second floor. With trepidation I opened the door and there stood two angels. I almost immediately started to get hard again.