I had to laugh looking at his eyes like a little girl who had just gotten a long desired present for christmas and said thank you back to him. We felt...asleep after that, embracing each other, his body smell was so manly, it made me feel comfortable and protected, and I’m pretty sure that scent could get me very excited as well if we haven't had sex so recently.Just a couple of hours later we were still lying together, our bodies looking at each other and both of us were asleep, my left leg on. Tim's head came up, eyes following her hands the way a moth follows a flame.Using just the tips of her fingers, Charlene began massaging her breasts through the tight double-knit halter. Her nipples, already prominent, throbbed and stiffened till they threatened to pop right through the material. Slowly, drawing out the moment, Charlene hooked her thumbs over the upper hem of the halter and rolled it down. The fabric was tighter about her, pressing mercilessly into the soft flesh of her ripe. It took me a fewmonths of isolation before I was really ready to face the world again.Sure, I knew that I was not ready to openly admit to my sexual bent,but I still went looking for those casual one night stands. Of course,most nights I ended up alone, with only myself available to self -servemy needs.It was through the clubs and bars that I started to get out and get mysecret life back into shape. "The Pink Pussy Cat Bar" was famous forits special "girls only" events on a Thursday night and I. In the dark, in the silence, I rolled him onto his back, never letting go of the object of my overwhelming lust, his big hard cock. Trembling, almost moving in slow motion, I leaned over. Even in the dark, I could make it his manly shape and gave into my urges. I first kissed the underside of his shaft as it layed on his belly, so warm, so smooth and thick and firm. His dick felt so good on my lips, as if I needed it, like you need water in a desert. I licked him, feeling his ridges and veins.