A really cute ass. His tight T-shirt showed off well-developed pecs. He kissed me as he came in. There seemed no point in asking him whether he wanted...a beer to break the ice. We kissed passionately and I found that I was moaning lightly from excitement. Shane's hands were resting on my ass. I loved the feeling of Shane nibbling on my lips and our tongues wrestling while my hand rested on his tight chest. Shane broke off the kissing to pull his shirt over his head and I did the same. He was. XXThe address at the bottom is in an expensive apartment block and none of my staff live there. The wages our crummy firm offer, many have little choice but to share or rent, so perhaps it is not one of my staff, but there is a feminine edge to the writing. It looks female. It smells female. It must be female.My interest is piqued and my mind whirs with the possibilities contained from the innocent invite. What fate awaits me at the exclusive apartment, apart from dinner, maybe? I did not know.. With a guiltystart, realised I was caressing myself as if I were a woman. I stopped atonce, but my prick was too hard: I could not just sit there trying not tothink about it. I made myself get up and start doing things.Sue's weights were out. I picked them up and put them back in their box. I tried to put them back on the shelf, but stopped when I felt I was justas likely to drop them onto the stereo. I set them aside - Sue could putthem away herself, later. I wandered over to the couch. “What do you mean by ‘weird’?”“Well, you're not going to tie me to the bed or pee on me or anything like that?”“No, I won't tie you to the bed if you behave yourself. And no, I'm not going to pee on you, but I am going to cum on you.”“Oh, Peter,” she said, her face sour.“And I come in quarts.”“Wonderful,” she said.“If you only knew how much you're going to enjoy this, you'd stop bitching,” I told her.“Peter, I am not going to enjoy this.”“Pull my big cock out of my pants and you'll change your.