Like, I could pretend to be a guy who wants to suck your dick, and you could pretend to be a guy who wants me to do it.” For a second I just stared...at him. “Um….,” was all I could say. “If you really didn’t like the idea you would have left or punched me out by now,” he said. “So I guess you do want me to do it.” He looked at me steadily now, but I couldn’t quite work up an answer. At first I asked myself, “What, do I radiate gayness or something? This is the second time some guy’s come on. It didn’t excite her, but it paid the bills, and she had some good friends there. Jack was a little older than Lily at twenty eight and was quite the chalk to her cheese. Jack’s school life had been punctuated with detentions and truancy. Not a bad boy, just a cheeky kid really. His cheeky chappy shenanigans continued through to college where he would sleep around and smoke the weekends away with his mates. As an adult, Jack loved nothing more than the thrill of chasing pretty girls and the. I obliged, waiting for the few minutes. She came back into the room with a robe on and looked at me passionately. She immediately came to the couch and kissed me with such passion that I had never experienced before. I kissed her back, running my hand through her hair and down her back. Her body tingled to my touch as she ran her hand up my thigh and along my shirt to my mouth. Was this really happening? Next thing I knew she began to unbutton my shirt running her hands over my pectorals and. " I think I get the point." I think you finally do, young lady." the foxy phantasm agreed, takingmy hands in hers before deftly stealing a sip of my chocolate."Hey! Are you real? I mean Really?" I gasped."As real as you." she rejoined playfully, giving me a kiss on the tip ofmy upturned nose. "Or is that the reverse? But for now, please get offyour high horse, sister of mine. Let's put it another way. Go back tobed, climb aboard that wonderful man of ours, say 'Yes.' already, andthen thank him.