What did it matter?"No, you couldn't! There was plenty of room down closer." I could see you." I wanted to go home."Come on."Bethany grabbed my hand w...ich ordinarily would be a nice thing but she was in one of her weird moods and I didn't want to deal with it."See you Monday, okay?" I said."No! You have to watch me cheer." Bethany," I said exasperated. What was I going to do with her? Certainly nothing I wanted to do with her."Come on."I slumped as I walked. Why did I let her wrap me around her. “I’m feeling kind of hot daddy”, she said. “Do you mind if I take my shirt off?” I gasped loudly and quickly tried to cover my mouth to hide it. But the damage was done. She knew she had me. She slowly began to move the hem of her shirt upward, “Uh honey, I don’t think this is such a good id-“. She cut me off with a finger to my mouth. She continued to move the hem of her shirt upward until her entire back was revealed and I could see all of her smooth skin. It took him a few seconds to realize. I am suitably dressed to be ready for this moment – which is to say, hardly dressed at all! My lover, sweet Claire, is on her way home from work; she has the longer commute, and often has to work even later than I do, so I’m usually the first one to get home. I’ve had a text from her, saying ‘Hi, honey, home soon and in the mood’, which is just perfect, because I sure am too ... but then, I always am for her, and she knows it!So, here I am, elegantly draped along the red leather sofa, with. At least there's some eye candy, he thought. Settling in at the bar, he left a seat between himself and the other guy. Tom wasn't sure he wanted conversation or not, but he wasn't going to be an ass and make the girl serve him at a table.Mark had been at the bar for about an hour. He'd taken 5 o'clock flight so he could get in a full day of work before having to hop on a plane. Mark was a hustler and always had been. He'd changed careers in his late twenties and was doing anything and.