I saw him standing only a few feet away from me holding the gift, wearing gray sweat pants, a white wife beater and a black sweater unzipped on top. H... was the most beautiful Greek man I had ever seen in my life. He stood about 5’11, his muscles bunching and flexing, his hair light brown cut short and he had a sexy goatee. I gave him a smile, biting my bottom lip. I felt the wind blowing a little harder. I don’t know if it was the wind or my nerves. He smiled back at me, raising his left. "Greetings, sir. Please excuse my tardiness, but I'm in the middle of something I'd rather not interrupt. Feel free to amuse yourself with the ladies. They're quite compliant, and very responsive. It shouldn't take more than about fifteen minutes for me to finish up in here." Take your time, sir. I find upon reflection that my purpose will not be met here, but I have plenty of time to tarry, and explain my quest and my reasons to look elsewhere. But that can wait until your business is. Skilled_and_Endowed. He had hunted me down online and said we had gone to college together. He was not surprised that I could not figure out who he was. No man in college had ever approached me the way this man did online.He was a friend online. But he was always horny. And he quickly ferreted out the things that made me horny as well. We would chat back and forth and I would sometimes find myself touching myself and even more as we chatted. He made me feel horny, wanted, sexxxy… and. He had a girlfriend, but being the tease, she wouldn't do anything but let him feel her up over her shirt. I caught him staring at my leg and changed the subject over to my boyfriend again, who was his best friend. I asked him if made him mad and he said no. I asked him if he was jealous and he said yes. He didn't want anyone as close to me as he was, to which I said, "He wasn't chicken to do what he wanted to like my brother is!". My brother said he wasn't chicken, but had thought about 'us'.