My eyes immediately locked on to his bulge and it took a good while before I realized I was staring. When I did finally realize it, I quickly diverted...my eyes. I could feel the blood rush to my face making it impossible to hide my embarrassment. I wasn't sure what to do at that point so I just walked right passed him again swinging my hips, and headed to the shower stalls. I picked the stall that was at the end of the line and therefore visible to the locker room. I pulled the shower curtain. ..No no not in that sense" He added, but his eyes betraying him as they wandered down her neckline, taking in her tanned body which stood in beautiful contrast against that gold champagne robe. She could see how he was taking in the sight of her; his eyes transfixed on how shapely her breasts were, how the cloth fell immaculately between them, how it traced the outline of her nipples.Maybe I could use him she thought. "Would you like to come in, it was surely nice of you to make the effort to. He hit a intercom button on his desk and told someone to go ahead and send in Ben and John. Shelly was wondering who Ben and John might be, when the side door opened and in walked two 30 something black men. The one guy (Ben) was about six foot five and 300 pounds. John, was only about six foot two, but looked like solid muscle from head to toe. He looked like he stepped out of a prison movie. She would later find out that Ben was the house bartender and John was security. John walked right up. Guess it’s similar to straight mates; a guy has a female best friend, but never hook up because they have that whole like a brother/like a sister relationship thing going on. Well, I guess Michael and I are a bit like that.And Michael’s got a boyfriend now, Ben. He’s a really nice guy. I was looking forward to catching up with both of them, as it had been a while. When I got up to his third-floor apartment, I found Michael sitting out on the balcony drinking his coffee. From the looks of him,.