"Chris leant forward and kissed Rick on the cheek, making him blush like ared traffic light. He took Rikkie's hand and pulled him inside the room."You...re shaking, Rikkie. Don't be nervous, I promise you nothing bad isgoing to happen. You might even enjoy it." He giggled as he said this,making him sound even more like a girl to Rick."Sit over there on the chair where you can see everything." Chris pointedto a chair and Rick sat down, still dazed by what was going on."A few rules first Rikkie,. I’m a trained professional. Think of me as you would your doctor, Miss,’ I say to her controlling myself from screaming out, ‘nice tits’ once she relaxes enough to remove her hands from her breasts and show me her knockers. ‘I’m so embarrassed,’ she says. ‘No one has ever seen my tits, that is, except for my husband, my brother, my brother’s friends, all of my friends’ husbands, both my brother-in-laws, but I was drunk that night, the pizza delivery man, the UPS guy, the mailman, the football. Their skills were different,the techniques varied but all were highly trained to take a subject tothe brink of orgasm and then deny completion.He experienced an endless variety of tender touches, passionate lipsgentle persuasion, even painful moments but never the final bliss hisbody now so urgently demanded. All night and through the following dayas people changed, the crowd around him surged and grew smaller and thengrew larger again, he lay there, on the edge of exquisite pleasure whichwas. “You seem a little excited.” She then grinds her pelvis into his and rubs his arms up and down. “This is the exact thing those boys were doing.”“It is,” Bodner agrees, but this time with only a hint of shakiness in his voice. “And despite what my body wants, I am not going to do this with you.” He starts to grip her upper arms to push her away.“That’s too bad,” Arlyne says, looking deep into his eyes again. “Because I was hoping you’d fuck my tight little ass.”Bodner’s cock jumps and strains.