I really hate playing with myself. I never realized that until Rogers's confession in the car. I never realized that I wanted Roger to masturbate me r...ght there in the balcony.We sat there watching the young couple directly below us for a while. The guy had his tongue buried in the girl's mouth for the last fifteen minute. We could hear her moaning softly all the way up to where we sat. The boy had her blouse completely unbuttoned and her unfettered titties glowed with reflected light from the. I was already fully hard just by wearing the amazing leather jeans, I felt two hands caressing my arse and the man from the bush started to stoke my cock through the leather. He took the shape of it into his fingers and started to wank me, squeezing hard and moving his hand up and down. It felt sensational being wanked with the leather still on me, I knew I couldn’t hold out and felt my legs wobble a little as the cum rushed up and then exploded inside my jeans.“Oh my God, Oh my fucking God.” I. A break from partying and chasing girls was needed. My plan was to chill out on Friday, lie in on Saturday, then do a long run on Saturday afternoon. I would then cap the day off by getting some takeaway, getting stoned and watching some movies.Everything went as planned. Friday was nothing more than a few beers and a mini Netflix marathon and I completely missed out on Saturday morning. While eating brunch I messaged a friend, Brad and ordered some green, telling him I'd be back from my run at. " Two full time jobs at once?" Sophie asked with a snort of laughter."Shock to the system after so long unemployed, heh." You'll be fine," Rachel said with a warm smile. "Just think of howmuch money we'll be rolling in once we've published your inevitablyjuicy story!" And it's not like the pay for the actual job is that bad either,"Sophie chuckled. "If anything I'm most nervous about, you know, being'found out'... Guess that sounds silly, I mean, a man dressed as awoman working for an airline.