I began apologize profusely, and, as if needed to prove my own manhood, explained to him that I only liked girls.“Don’t be embarrassed,” he told...me. “It’s a natural thing.” To my surprise, he pulled his hands off my thighs, this time squirting the gel on my stomach, then started rubbing my abs, obliques, working his way up my chest. Of course none of this helped my situation, my dick was throbbing wildly in my gym shorts just below. I was squirming and lightly thrusting my hips it was so. I was moaning slightly trying hard to muffle up the sounds, but unsuccessful sometimes. I was not worried at the moment about someone hearing my lustful moans. And she too was in the grove, pretty much excited to see me getting excited in her hands.I was shifting my weight from one foot to another. I was completely sweating and was moaning non stop. She had increased her pace. I just stood there as she went on rubbing my vagina. I felt my pussy wetting itself furiously readying up for the final. . Without thinking, I took her hand and left. I led her hand in hand the short walk to my house which was conveniently 3 doors down, which she knew already. We burst in and went straight to my small bar. 1 vodka coke later and we were on the couch together just like before, this time alone. I leant forward and kissed her before standing up and slowly taking my top off. She couldn't take her eyes off me. The appreciation and desire was obvious, her smile was the biggest I'd seen her produce for. She hadn’t had time to prepare for this.“Umm ... ok. Do ... ten jumping jacks!” Liz ordered. Mike frowned; that wasn’t what he was expecting. But after a pause, he started jumping.The jumping jacks had the desired effect; Mike’s flaccid penis flopped around wildly in front of his crotch. Liz covered her mouth as laughter came over her.Mike finished his ten. “K, can I go now?” he said, hands on his hips.“Fuck, no! I’m just getting started!” Liz said, still laughing. Mike sighed heavily.“Grab.