Even though I couldn’t bear looking at him, I kind of wanted to feel his lips on mine again, to feel his gentle touch on my face. I waited until the...bus moved me far enough to reach him, but I only ended up awkwardly bumping into him some more like a fish out of water. I was just about to give up when, fatefully, the bus made another sharp turn and my lips were once again touching his. This time, instead of pulling away, I felt his lips moving closer towards my face. I then found myself doing. She was wearing a wrap over her bathing suit. When she got to the tub she unwrapped and climbed in. She was in a bikini which seemed to be about two sizes too small. Her top just barely covered her nipples and the bottom crotch was embedded in her pussy. The top of her pubic hair was also showing. I had the jets on when she arrived which helped cover the fact that I was sporting an erection. Her bikini was doing nothing to ease my erection. As conversation I asked where she was going this. I said to him 'I'm your fuck daddy from now on. You are going to call me daddy, and beg me to fuck your little ass,' 'OOOOHHHH daddy, fuck my little ass, please.' I continued to stroke his cock and urged him on 'let me here how much you like it,' 'yes, I like it,' I chastened him 'I told you to call me daddy, if you don't I'll stop and take my dick out your ass.' Christopher moaned 'Don't stop daddy, I like your dick in my ass,' I tried something new 'Christopher, I'm not fucking your ass I'm. “Yeah of course! Anything for a friend.” I said trying to guide him out of the club. I had been the designated driver that night, so it actually worked out that I was driving. After a quiet ride home, I led him into my living room. I took off his shirt, and as I pulled it off, he gently took a hold of my neck, and kissed me. I pulled away soon after I realized that the one kiss turned into a steamy make out session. Michael and I looked at each other with mixed emotions. On one hand, we (kind.