"I just then realized that my clothes were soaking wet because I walked under the shower head, towards his perfect cock, completely oblivious of my su...roundings. "Oh, shit man, what have I done?"I got embarrassed. "It's ok, let me help you with that." He started undressing me. "Yes, like that, let me handle your arms." He took over my limbs and got me completely naked. "There, that's much better, isn't it?" "Yes" - was all I could answer him. I had the greatest boner of my life right then and. They were still a bit wet and it was noticeable due to the lighting in the room.“I mean, you did get really wet,” he said.“What? What did you say?” I asked, stunned by what I had just heard.“I know you weren’t asleep,” he said.“I don’t follow,” I lied.“We can either play it off like you are doing right now or we can have some fun,” he said.“Excuse me?” I asked, still pretending like I didn’t know what he was talking about.He looked into my eyes then grabbed my right hand and placed it over the. ” Having said that, I dropped to my knees and bent right over till I was on all fours, then started to pull things out from the very bottom shelf. Within 30 seconds of light work I had my back dropped into a wonderfully deep arch so my sweet young ass was sticking right up in the air for his viewing pleasure. Only then did I glance back over my shoulder to see his reaction. And what I saw practically made my sphincter dilate in hunger, because Mike had thrown caution to the wind and was right. Her hand paused on the way down his spine for the umpteenth time, as she froze.Unlikely. But he hasn't been checked for intruders. Spats remains.She put him down, walked to her office, and shooed the cat out the door. A few keystrokes and she was set up. She grabbed a felt-tipped pen and wrote on a piece of paper rescued from her printer.Then she opened the door and held the paper where Spats could see it."Email me at [email protected]"The Traveler operated under an assumed name: Greg.