Sometime ... later ... when we are all comfortable and know exactly who we are sharing our fluids with, we'll change the rule. But for now, love, plea...e put a condom on so you can be inside me. I want you so much. I've been dying all summer."I complied and the truth is it wasn't a problem. I was still in Whitney. My first lover. I moved into her and she flipped me onto my back like I was a featherweight. Whitney—tall, toned, and elegant—was riding me with her head thrown back in ecstasy. I. My cock was getting hard driving over. As I pulled up to there apartment complex I did settle down got out of the car and texted them with the number they provided that I was at there place. They texted the apartment number and I walked up the stairs. I got up there and rang the door bell. It took a while but a big bald guy with a goatee answered the door he was wearing shorts and a black tshirt. His name was Richard he said, "hi" come in as he waved me to come in. Across the room was a big guy. And not many guyswould dare shave their legs like you did and I doubt that half the womenin the bar that night could have managed on those 5 inch stiletto heelsas well as you did. You dropped your guard Tim. That's what trippedyou up!" Rick finished."You managed to bluff your way through that last round of drinks so Ithink if you don't pull a stunt like that again it might just beforgotten. After you left those friends of yours forgot all about youand as much as they were drinking any memory. Our fingers are intertwined, his skin warm against mine as I kiss him, shutting him up. He smiles and pulls me into him, his lips crushing mine. His strong arms tighten around my waist before picking me up, making me wrap my legs around his waist. "Hehe, control yourself, baby," I mumble into his year, feeling his friends gaze on us. He puts me down lightly, grasps my hand one more time and walks us to the booth. The waitress follows quickly, smiling, twirling her hair around her fingers, her.