Um...no...I..." I spluttered.The hard prick in my shorts betrayed me totally. Reaching out, Jane touched it with the tips of her fingers. I gasped as ...er hand closed about the throbbing shaft, appraising it through the material. Easing back, she lifted the hem of the long skirt to expose just the tops of her thighs and panty-covered crotch. It was some sight to behold for a young boy who, it had been ordained, was about to grow up fast.Tugging down the shorts and my underpants in one heft, she. She told she needs time to think. Time passed by but she never gave clear answer. One day I called her in my wing’s ground floor when she came and when lift door got closed I pressed 15th floor so that I get time to spend with her. First I hugged her and she was also holding me tightly. I then placed my hand on her and I started press it. She told no don’t do it but still I continued and then I moved my hand to her big tits. I slowly started pressing them and they were really soft and big. She. ’ ‘Um, yes. I remember your power naps, accompanied by gentle snoring.’ ‘Ouch… You would have to tell me that. Lead the way to the movies.’ He just chuckled, the cad. We agreed to watch ‘Wimbledon’ with those two cute actors. Settling comfortably onto the couch we held hands as I lounged against his side, his other arm once more ensconced around my shoulders, his lips occasionally brushing against my hair. Soon I was enthralled with the romance between Lizzie and Peter. Unconsciously rubbing. It was ridiculous, of course – Bobert had more money than I’d ever dream now. She couldn’t have any interest in me, but, as silly as it sounds, she made me want to be a better person.Then, in October, Bobert offered her to me. For two weeks.We were sitting at the Reef late and he was eyeing tourists – looking for ones to send Zascha with, no doubt, when he was given a message by one of the waiters and left to use the phone. A few minutes later he came back irritated.“Hey Grease. How about.