Our feet were touching each other and she didn’t seem to mind. I innocently kept my feet close to her and our thighs were touching. While I was star...ing to get a hard-on, she seemed to be unperturbed.We finished our food without much conversation but I kept my leg close to her and rubbed her thigh to my heart’s content.By the time we sat back in her car, I was sure that she knew my intentions. While she had not given the green signal, she hadn’t protested as well. Probably, she was waiting to. "Uh," Tim raised his hand, getting a little bulge as he wassure the other guys were getting, "how did it start here though?" "Oh, well, that's easy. It used to be that women here likeon earth had traditional work roles around the house, and the malesworked outside, sometimes commuting during the week. So on Fridaynight, the women wanted to sort of well, re assert control, so tospeak, over us boys! It became sort of a game or ritual! Almostevery house has a special room, usually in the. We’ve known all about each other’s relationships, hookups, breakups, literally everything. She was like my soul sister. Obviously, I didn’t have any feelings for her as I have been straight until about a year or so back.My taste in guys has always been amazing, something I definitely brag about a lot. Unfortunately, Sayli has the worst taste. She’s already been through a couple of rough breakups but still ends up with the wrong guys!So the incident dates back to a few months back at Sayli’s. " To party?" Christine gave up a small laugh. "You guys ever hear of a phone?" Aw fuck that, let us in." Joe pushed past me, then pushed past Christine and went into her apartment."Hello, rude," Christine said, but she was smiling. She looked at me and I smiled back at her. She definitely was cute. She was wearing blue jeans, and a very snug white tanktop. And, I couldn't help but notice, no bra. Maybe this wasn't such a bad idea after all."Hey, Ben," she said. "Come on in, I guess."I went past.