, my mind began to wander. I kept thinking about Jerome, and how handsome he was. I still couldn't believe I had set up a secret lunch date with him; ...omeone I barely knew. The more I thought about it though, the more I couldn't wait to meet with him. He was such a handsome man, and looked to keep himself in good shape. I started to fantasize about what his body looked like, and how it would feel to touch him. Those visions quickly progressed into a curiosity of what his naked body looked like,. .the sound of a hand briskly rubbing a hard, wet shaft. I heard his low moan over the sound of the water, his panting, his hand rubbing faster and faster. My breath caught in my throat and I could feel my clit tingling. My mind instantly went to the image of him, one hand against the wall, the other stroking his cock in fast, long strokes. A new shiver ran down my body, a shiver of anticipation. I opened the bathroom door, shutting it behind me quietly. The delicious sounds from the shower. Throwing his whole arm into the motion, he shot out the other, wrapping my body up and pulling me to him. "I'd say you aren't as tough as you look," He chuckled, "but you don't really look tough... positively supple in fact."Emphasizing this, he tugged the whip, bringing my soft body against his firm one. Even as I work out my little vibe beneath the leather bond, my eyes widened in surprise. "Why are you carrying three whips? You only have two hands." He blinked in confusion, then. He hates his job and neither of us really know for certain what he does in his tiny cubicle with the rest of the suit and tie drones he works with. All we know is we are thankful that he has to be away on business trips often. It is at those times that mom and I can truly live the lifestyle we crave to someday have for all time. Now comes me, Glenn. I won’t bore you with details that will come out in our story. I guess if there was a typical, Joe average, high school guy you have met it would.