Ghost from the past

Ed was an aging lothario. A title he clung too proudly. He was forty-two, six-foot, two hundred pounds with an athletic build. He had all his hair. He still looked good enough to make a woman turn, and usually, they were getting a little wet between the legs. He spent weekends in the nightclubs around town. He would probably be the joke of the club except for three things. He looked ten years younger; he was an excellent dancer and a superb sex partner. His reputation passed from woman to woman, and they flocked to him when he entered the club. It did cause an occasional problem with a boyfriend or two, but his martial arts skills, which he only displayed twice, was enough to make most men treat him with deference.
He was holding court at his table when a group of the woman came in. He knew three of them from experience. He saw them whisper and point his way. They waved and came to his table. He stood and kissed their hands. He could see the other two were sisters. He would soon learn they were twins, they were new to the club, but they looked very familiar to him. Where had he seen their face before? Their names were Donna and Debbie, and they were nineteen. Donna had just broken up with her boyfriend, and Debbie and the rest of her friends thought it best to get her into circulation as quickly as possible. Amanda put her hand on his crotch, smiled, and whispered to him, “she needs the kind of attention only you can provide.” Amanda explained that Donna had been with this boy for two years, but he was a real goody-two-shoes mommas boy and barely held her hand. He only kissed her if she forced herself on him. Donna had often heard the others discussing their love lives and wished her boyfriend would at least try. She loved him but was frustrated and didn’t want to be celibate until she was too old to enjoy it. The last straw was when she tried to start things moving, and he pushed her away and said they couldn’t see each other anymore. Whenever the girls talked about the best sex, they ever had one name came up, Eddie. Even Debbie was interested; she had been having sex with her steady boyfriend for some time but always got wet when the girls talked about the man from the club. Usually, she went and jumped her boyfriend after they told of their adventures.