What was he doing here? The question was answered when my cute server handed him a drink that he had not ordered then kissed Jake full on the lips.I k...pt my head down, not wanting Jake to see me here. When he went toward the restroom I put a ten spot under my drink and bolted for the door.Outside, I half ran to my car. As I drove home I thought, what am I running from? Jake was in that gay bar too, just as I was.The next morning, as luck would have it, I ran into Jake at the coffee maker. We. My moans became louder and more sustained as I reveled in the feeling of pleasure. John moved around behind me. I felt his body press against mine as I gyrated with him. I felt his bare chest warming my back as he nuzzled against me. He reached down between my legs and fingered my seething cunt. As exquisite as his fingers felt, I longed for him to fuck me. But he kept fingering me, finding my G-spot, rubbing it with the fingers of one hand while rubbing my clit with his other.“Oh, god,. We were a little more than friends, we would kiss each other occasionally, touch each other to tease, power nap while cuddling so on and so forth. She changed her university after the first year of college, I had an on-campus job over the summer and she was working at a restaurant back in her city.We would text all day and video chat at night. We would tell each other when we were horny and the other person would either start being dirty or sext a semi-nude picture.One night at around 4 is I. " Sophie, hope is not a bad thing, but what does your instinct tell you." Now that shocked me, it really did, she knew me better than anybody did, and even Melissa had to learn to spot when I was so apprehensive and feared the worst, and so wanted to use my Instinct to tell me what the outcome will be."It tells me that it will go alright." So do I. Will you come back here tonight?" I will, say six. I will give you a ring on your mobile." Ok." We both kissed again, before we shared a shower. Amy.