Ian gives them a show.

By this point, I was fully erect. Nothing I could do would hide that. Amy had encouraged all of this, so I didn't feel that I had to. The girls wanted a show? I'd give it to them.

I stood, and all eyes were on my crotch. I was shaking as I put my hands on my hips, feeling totally ridiculous. But the girls' expressions urged me on. I pivoted my hips, thrust a little, earning an "oo" from the couch. I crossed to them, turned, and shook my butt in their faces. Amy laughed, along with Talia and Rachel. I grabbed the undershirt and peeled it off slowly. Four hands touched my bare back as I did. I turned, and all three girls had their hands on my chest.

"Goddamn! He's hard as a rock!" Corrine exclaimed.

"I keep him disciplined." Amy responded as I finished my dance.

Stephanie kept running her hands over my chest. "Wait! I'm not finished yet. It's been far too long since I saw a live man. Amy, can I borrow him some weekend?" She winked.

"We can take turns." Corrine purred.

For a moment, I cherished the thought, and looked down at the beautiful women ogling my chest. Stephanie, my first, golden haired and vivacious. Elizabeth, looking as angelic as she did when we were exploring our sexuality together. And Corrine, still the girl of my wildest fantasies, which Amy was now in on. Over on the couch, Talia was as into me at that moment as she was into Rachel. I couldn't help but remember all that she'd done for me over the years, that we'd done for each other.

"The fun's not over yet." Amy had her hands on my waistband. In an instant her deft fingers had worked the fly open, and with a flourish she dropped my pants and boxers to the floor, inches from the girls' faces.

"What the hell!" I tried to cover myself.

"WOO!" Corrine cried. All the girls applauded and laughed.

Amy was on her knees grinning in triumph eye level with my waist.

"Let us see, Ian, for old time's sake," Corrine urged.