I was wearing only one jockstrap this time. My cock was already hard, but what the hell, nobody had complained, or I would have heard about it by now....hen I tried the knob to the private room, though, the door was locked. "What the hell...?" I knocked. After a moment, the door opened a crack, and Tina, the small dark one, peeked out."Is that you, Freddie?" She blinked up at me with those big eyes, a wicked smirk on her face."Yeah, it's me," I said irritably. "What's the deal?" It wasn't unusual. I was massaging between her hips and was touching her vagina she was already wet from the massage I gave her. I then turned her and made her face me, as she turned she pulled me close to her and planted a kiss on my lips. I broke the kiss and told “why you shouted on me when I touched your hips” she had nothing to say other than sorry. I told sorry won’t work; she kept her hands on my knickers and started massaging my penis from over the clothes. I climbed on bed and went over her and started. . But I’m looking for something particular. A slight innocent perhaps. Then again I may be looking in the wrong place all together. The thought of looking for an innocent woman in a bar gives me something to chuckle at while taking another warm sip, “Stahhh, that’s good stuff.” Then I saw her, a cute little blonde sitting in a corner by herself. She looked sort of lost, perhaps confused even. As if she had been waiting for someone who either didn’t show up, or is very late to arriving. It may. When I knew he was interested in me more than just checking me out was one day when he came up behind me to see how work was going and pressed his crotch tightly up against my ass. He was only there for about 15 seconds but I could feel him firming up between my ass cheeks. A few nights later after a long work day. He approached me by my car in the parking lot, he came up and gave me a hug and told me that I had been doing such a great job at work and that I should come by his house right now.