"Thank you." The kid said still awestruck. I put my hand on his shaggymess of hair and rustled it. Surprisingly enough it wasn't dirty orgreasy. "Anyt...me." I said as I grabbed the bar once again. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *Two stops later I walked of the train and on to a much warmer platform.I looked down and saw that my nipples were still hard and would takesome time to go down. I shrugged and walked out of the station to HustonStreet in the West Village. The sun warmed me up. The outline of Yvette’s body with the sun behind her was the same as the one in my dream. In that instant, my dream woman had a face. My wife’s best friend, our neighbor, my co-worker. My heart slammed against my rib cage as I reacted to the revelation. What the hell was my mind doing to me!I physically shivered when she came close, “Let’s go, he picked a black one, he knows I like black.” My mind was not on a black car or a test drive just then, my mind had refreshed the image of my. I couldn't believe how an attractive young Korean woman had gone from someone who was very sexy and nice looking to a young Asian woman who made my cock twitch and want to be buried deep in her pussy as she shared a hot lusty fuck together. I couldn't wait for our dinner to be over so I could find out if she was really as sexy as she looked.As I sat there joining Sunny in making out selections for dinner, I couldn't keep my eyes on the menu or the task at hand because my cock had grown so full. ’ ‘Great Billie. Can’t wait to get at them.’ Three hours later Gus lay on Billie’s bed holding a sizeable length of soft tissue. ‘But Gus, I’ve never stripped for any guy, ever.’ ‘Billie, this thing is no good to you in deflated status. Why aren’t you stripping?’ Humming and slowly waggling her ass, Billie began removing her clothes and watched what Gus supported in his hand until it became self-supporting. Gus was used to women looking awkward as they shed their panties. Billie looked anything.