He woke up late, showered, dressed and left to meet his father at one of their jobs in the next town over. On the way he stopped to grab coffee for hi...self, his father and the two guys working for them. He walked into the QuikChek that he always went too, because they had the best coffee besides Dunkin’ Donuts. He stood in front of the counter where the coffee was sitting and scanned the cups protruding from the counter. It was the kind of setup where the cups were placed in special holders so. I'd forgotten her name, but who could forget that body? I'd been with some beautiful women - models even - but she was something special. The only woman I'd seen recently that came anywhere close was the mystery woman I'd seen in the hallway outside at Underwuud Studios who'd been too friendly with Angie, the owner's daughter and photographer. [AUTHOR: See story THROUGH THE LENS CH. 1]There were always rumors about secret relationships in the office. Tashun dipping his wick in the secretarial. We have tried to set him up with a partner, but he resists, telling us he wouldn’t know what to do; he will not watch porn because he has an unbendable sense that it's demeaning. We are working on the dating but fear there is nothing but experience that will give him the confidence to try for himself. The last time we met, we suggested we find him someone to have sex with. To keep a very long story short, the only way he was going to agree if we showed him how it's done. Not one of us, all. He reached down and unhooked my shorts and briefs from my ankles and told me to turn over. I did as he said and I felt his hands running up and down my little body. He felt around my bubble butt and took his hand away for a minute and was quiet. When his hand returned he parted my ass cheeks and began rubbing my anus with his now wet finger. I squirmed and murmured "what are you doing to me?" and he said he had to examine my prostrate, whatever that was. With that he began to insert his.