I nearly had a stroke.She leaned forward. "It's Ok that I make you hard. I get it. You're a teenager. It's even kind of cute. But I don't need to be s...own it, Ok?"I stumbled over an apology, promising it would never happen again.She placed her hand on my bare knee and gave me a pat. "Take it easy. We won't make a federal case about it. You've got wood. Just keep it under wraps." She turned away from me, leaning back against the wall and breathing deeply of the steam. Her hand stayed on my knee,. I was panting. My boobs were going up and down and my navel was fully exposed. As I was about to leave he pulled me by my hands closer to him.I moved my hair and collar aside and smooching me near my neck shoulder. I was poked by his carrot. I caught hold of it as he kissed and started to feel his rough hands across my hip. He suddenly took out his phone and gave to his assistant asking to shoot this.I was shocked yet in drugged mood having no energy to push him away and question him. I said,. " I know what you mean," I said. "I prefer representational arts, but sometimes an abstract has... something, and I like music that doesn't make me work too hard."She laughed. "Are you lazy, then?" Absolutely! At least, I don't like working at something that doesn't interest me, or exercising just for the sake of it."I suddenly realised our relationship had changed. Not only did she, importantly, feel safe with me, but I felt comfortable with her. I wished I was, say, forty years younger. I. "We should do this again...maybe some other time, you know" Really?" Jeremy asked.He'd seen that coming, but hadn't thought Andrew would be in a hurry to ask for it. Then again, Andrew had always been the outspoken one."Mh-hmm," Andrew said."Well..." Jeremy stepped forward. He and Andrew were standing so close their bodies were almost touching."Well?" Andrew asked."What if some other time is now?" Jeremy winked at Andrew.Their hard cocks bumped into each other. They glanced down at their cocks.