After a moment he turned quickly and left. She sat their in her own juices as she contemplated what had just happened. No one had seen her naked since...she was ten and certainly no one had ever seen her touch herself. She felt a little scared but more importantly, she felt intoxicated by the feeling that she had exposed herself to a man.After everyone had left his house Mike sat on his couch running the mornings events over and over in his mind. After a while he decided to have a shower. He. He rubbed her back all over, from the top of her shoulders, down the middle of her back, then down to cup and squeeze her firm teenage ass, then back up her sides, reaching around to grasp an even firmer tit in each hand, squeezing hard and pinching her nipples. Stacey swooned, moaning into his mouth at quite simply the greatest hug she had ever experienced in her young life. After a few more delicious moments kissing like this, she pushed his shirt off his shoulders, breaking off the kiss to. Their skin against my skin -- satin and silk? The same, and yet different. Kathy's touch softer, gentler, Greg stronger, more forceful.I don't know how long we snuggled there, simmering together over a low mingling of love and lust, moving gently, erotically against each other, totally immersed in a sensual nirvana of skin against skin, none of us anxious to rise to a peak, content to drift gently on a sea of arousal. I would have welcomed Greg's cock in my cunt, but I didn't want to abandon. I mean, I dated girls in high school and kept my high school girlfriend when college started. We would make love and I actually asked her to marry me. I guess that's how I justify my so-called bi status today.Still, I was about to discover if I had to give her up in exchange for male to male sex, it would be a no-brainer. I would choose a man over her. Fortunately, she hasn't put me that test and I doubt she ever will. We have a comfortable life together and she seems okay with my sexuality.