I took the beerand sipped it as I drifted off again.I woke up fully invigorated. From my watch I calculated I'd dozed forabout 45 minutes. I thought I...must be more tired from the week than I'drealized. I could hear Jess humming in the kitchen but rather than getup I closed my eyes and I let out a grunting sigh as I stretched my legsand wiggled my toes. Jess walked in with a bowl of chips and guacamoleand a huge smile on her face. "You looked so cute sleeping there Ididn't want to wake you." The. She came in and I gave her a big hug. I went to kiss her but she pulled back. “Sorry, but could we not kiss? I thought we could keep it as just a sexual thing”. That was a little disappointing – but if all I could do was fuck her, that was plenty good enough for me. “Would you mind giving me the first payment before we do this?” I already had the $500 on the dresser for her. She smiled when I handed it to her. Then she said, “Well, let’s get started”. We both moved over to the king-size been. And at the memory.After a few minutes of cuddling, she reached for him. This was something they hadn’t done in Boston. They’d been college students, and making out hadn’t lasted many dates before they had gone to bed. Now, though, Sylvia stroked his cock. The touch was gentle, feather light over the most sensitive part. She was so much gentler to him than he was to himself. He wanted to hold himself back to experience this delight, but he was too tightly wound. Sylvia still needed her rest,. .Can I get you a towel?" he said as he went up the stairs to the hall closet. She smiled as she grabbed her hair to wring out some of the water. Michael came back down and handed her the towel. As she reached for it, their hands met ever so briefly and Michael realized he did not even know her name. "I'm Michael" he sputtered. "Cathy, I love a few doors down, just moved in about a week ago. Didin't expect this weather." Slowly, she moved down the hallway, Michael could only stand and.