He was a good choice for this first attempt with a real man.“Hi, Bruce, come on in,” Marissa invited.“Hi, Riss, thanks for having me over,” he...replied. “Hey, Ben, good to see you again!”The two men shook hands as if this was the most normal thing in the world. Ben fixed drinks for everyone and nodded at Marissa to go ahead and start with the seduction.She sat next to Bruce on the couch and put her hand on his leg. She inched it slowly up towards his crotch but stopped short of actually touching. He jerked his bottom feeling cold liquid being rubbed against the sensitive opening."Keep still now... and let Diane put some cream on your bottom." The low well modulated voice of the new girl only increased his embarrassment as he felt a cold object being pushed firmly against the timid flesh of his most intimate opening."Keep still there's a good boy." It was Diane who spoke this time." I don't want to hurt you." Her words were punctuated with a firm push of the thermometer. Richard shivered. # # #"So, tell me," said my aunt. "What else did he ask you to sexually do?"My mother laughed."You mean, what hasn't he asked me to sexually do?" She rolled her eyes and sighed. "On poker night, he wanted me to serve his friends topless. Can you believe that? He wanted me to show his drunken friends my naked tits. There's no way that I'd do that," said my mother with conviction. "If I served them drinks topless, those drunken, horny men would grope me while sexually assaulting me," said my Mom.. It was the dirty dress she had worn the night before. She looked like quite the comely slut in it last night. I now understood our dilemma. She looked up at me with big, sad, puppy eyes and she knew that I knew what was wrong. "Aw, Sweetie, don't be sad. We'll fix you up with something to wear to breakfast, OK?" "OK, " she said, with a hint of sadness in her voice. I put a finger under her chin and raised her head so that she was looking into my eyes and said, "Hey, don't be so sad. This is.