Iwasn't a muscle bound lunk like Jeremy but rather a toned athlete, almosthad a six pack too. I looked at myself in the gym mirror and assessedwhat I ...aw, not bad really, I still had a full head of dark brown haireven if it was starting to pull back just a little, and Dee always said Ihad nice cheekbones, eyelashes and lips for a guy. My acne even clearedup exposing my Mediterranean olive skin and brown eyes.Chapter 2: Home, Sweet HomeAs I pulled into the garage of the house I couldn't really. His text betrayed that he was annoyed and I knew he knew that I fucked up. I was not looking forward to the meeting with him.I took my steno pad and walked into his office. I waited for him to enter the room. My stomach was in knots and I felt sick. I hoped he’d go gentle on me and not require me to do anything sexual. I liked sex but didn’t like to have it, if was being threatened.I was nervous, that he’d use me like a slut. I wondered if he knew that I was fucking several people at the. I felt my asshole stretching as he entered me and then the feeling of fullness washed over me. My hands gripped his bare chest and I started to ride him, with each bounce the pain slowly subsided. Soon after, I was in a state of pleasure. We paused every once and a while to catch our breaths and it allowed me to lean in for a kiss. The room was now filled with moans of pleasure from both us as I slammed myself onto his cock. I collapsed and fell backwards from the exhaustion. Daddy, however,. "Bill, if I accept, does it ruin our friendship?"Molly laughed, and said, "Oh, Bill not liking it is part of the plan. Now are you going to be a man and fuck me?"I caught something strange. When Molly laughed, distracted just a bit, Bill winked at me. I took that as a green light.I spoke. "Well, Molly, I need to find out if my goods are up to snuff for you." I stood up and opened my belt, then lowered my zipper. Molly just stared. Then I slowly pulled my pants partway down and followed by.