” She turns back around and pats my leg. “Right, Elliot?” I nod dumbly. * The Porsche smolders with the soft timbre of Eartha Kitt and the ra...py seduction of Portia singing along to Kitt’s ‘Santa Baby.’ Their duet leaves me a rattled mess, speechless since leaving the dealership, at least until a stray thought leaks past my lips. “Portia Nash, working for Porsche, and singing in a Porsche. Marketing gold. Yearbook was actually right for a change.” “Excuse me?” Portia turns, arches an. He messages me back almost instantly, telling me he's there with his girl for the night. They're passing through on a trip of the entire west coast, and invited me to crash in their room for the night. We make plans to meet up for dinner and drinks in their hotel restaurant.At dinner, everything was easy. It was like we'd been talking this whole time, keeping in touch, nothing having changed. The three of us had a wonderful time, going through bottles of wine like complimentary water.After a. " Oh, no," he said. "You look just fine to me, too." There was an uncomfortable moment where we both just looked at each other. He was sitting on the bed with his covers on and I was sitting naked before him. We both laughed nervously, got dressed, and went to join the group. As we walked out he said, "Not to be too weird, but last night I got up to use the bathroom, and when I got back to bed I saw you lying there in your underwear, face down, and I thought for a few seconds you were a girl. I. With slow deliberation, he inched back down until his hand reached the waistband of my shorts until I could feel his fingers start to run through my pubic hair. I was hard as a rock, my penis fully engorged and straining against my cotton briefs. Laurie's breath was hot and moist as he exhaled before placing a wet kiss on my belly button. I squirmed with delight and excitement under his administrations. I lifted my head up slightly to get a look at this handsome old man kissing and licking my.