"Are you sure you're OK with this?" It's fine," Andy said. In fact, he was enjoying watching Elizabeth's sweet ass in a tiny thong more than he wanted...to admit.Regan shifted around to sit between Andy's legs, pressing her butt tight up against his erection. Andy's hands slid up the silk gown and she realized that he was lifting it as he went. Regan decided to up the ante even farther. She put the backs of her knees on top of Andy's and slid the material from in front of her pussy again."Oh,. ”Robert, at this point, you are the only source of this, this’ – it was funny to hear a scientist searching for a word to describe something anatomical, but he was – ‘this stuff. You are the only source.’ ‘How long, I asked, did he think it would take before they could synthesize something and market it to the masses and all that? I vividly remember his response to that one. ”I haven’t a clue. Years.’ That’s when it really started to sink in.’ ‘What started to sink in, exactly?’ ‘That this. The shorts were cut high. When I sat down, I was always on the verge of flopping out - both my penis and balls. Sometimes I did and pretended not to notice. One night, I spent the better part of a long movie giving both Melissa and Katie a show as my semi-hard member kept creeping out of one side of my shorts and resting thickly on my thigh.I wouldn't hurry to tuck it back into my shorts, either. Eventually, I would pretend to notice it and casually grab it and ease it back into my shorts, only. I have a high libido. Thinking about sex diverts my mind from the horrors I have to deal with; and don’t get me started on Covid. So yes, I go around all day fantasising about who, what, where, when and, perhaps most importantly, how.A little secret. For my job, I have to wear medical scrubs; no, not the ‘naughty nurse’ variety, but the blue, cover everything interesting variety. Not much scope there for wicked thoughts, you’d think but remember, I only have to look around for my fair share.