The preliminary ceremony, which was always short, took even less time with one less pair of wrestlers. Before I knew it, Tyler and I were the only one... in the ring. The match was on.I glanced at Angela who was taking everything in anxiously. She nodded her support and I nodded back. Then I tried to push her out of my mind. This was the critical moment. I needed to give my whole concentration to what I was doing and not think about what would happen if I won or lost.Just focus on winning, I. Pooja thought nothing of walking around my apartment in her skimpy clothes; she would take a bath and sit around with a towel wrapped around her and one night she actually gave me a hard on by casually strolling from her room to the bathroom wearing just her bra and panties. She joined me later while I was watching TV, now she had on a short robe over her underwear but did not bother to tie it, she sat with me on the couch, the robe gaped open again revealing her bra covered breasts, I couldn't. I waited for my opportunity, and after the main band came on, I got my chance! When the band started playing, the only lights that were on were the stage lights, leaving our section very dark. She had stood up like everyone else, and as she rocked on, I leaned over for a quick sniff. Was it raunchy!! I could smell her stinky ass sweat a foot away, and it only got stronger the closer I got! The first sniff was only a fast one, but when I realized no one was paying any attention, I became bolder. You could describe the feeling in my gut as anxious butterflies. The feeling in my pants, however--. I was hard and leaking precum into my underwear, but still nervous at the prospect of being intimate with a man. I stood up and put my hands in my pockets, highlighting my left-leaning and obvious erection. It was aggressive, but well-received and I motioned to my bedroom while asking "so you wanna . . . ?" He nodded, still beaming, and followed.We walked to my bedroom and sat, he at the.