I could hear her high heels in the bathroom. Lying on the bed I had a hard time believing all this was happening. And I had a hard cock troubling me.N...na came back with less make up but still adorable. She sat down on the bed and took of her shoes. Still in her stockings and nightgown she climbed into the bed next to me. She took me in her arms, kissed me softly and placed one of her legs between mine. Gently she rubbed her leg against my cock. The feeling of her soft nylon leg was shear. I have vision, and that’s a ton of fucking money.I mean think about it, how long is an hour?It’s all relative, really.Hours go by all the time and you don’t even notice.It’s not really that long, but it can sure seem that long when you’re sufferingHow long would an hour of gay sex feel like?I would imagine it would probably be the longest measurement of an hour ever.You remember when you were a k** and it was almost the end of the school day, and that last hour would just fucking crawl by?I bet. Our hotel was right on the beach and we had a suite near the top, overlooking the pools and the beach. A nude beach was next to the hotel or at least there were a number of women who enjoyed sunbathing in the nude. I made sure that the alcohol was flowing freely and Lee was feeling good. Our first round of sex was in the hotel room with the windows and balcony doors open. Not much of a chance to be seen as we were up pretty high in the hotel. Lee was ready to go though, deep throating my dick,. She was using some kind of warm oil--it smelled like flowers--but he didn't care. He tried to turn his thoughts back to business, but he couldn't focus. Instead, his mind wandered.Why had Aly been flashing him for two days? And why had she dropped so many innuendos? He wasn't stupid--he understood her looks and comments. She had to know that. So why?Was she trying to seduce him? Was that what this morning's conversation had been about? He knew he shouldn't talk with her about his problems with.