"Smiling with her most beautiful look to entrance him, "I think that would be wonderful if you really mean it." Oh, I do," he perked up."Then lets dan...e," she stood up. He led her to the floor excited as his brother was. She held Michael close as could be tolerated in Chicago's High Society. Several times she brushed a leg lightly near his crotch. She looked down an saw that his hardness grew. Michelle had a premonition that his penis was long the way it stuck out of his pants. She glanced at. The recent trauma along with the nerves of the new situation meant that I was slowly building to a strong erection, rather than sprinting to a brittle one.With my eyesight confiscated, I was forced to focus on the sensations going on elsewhere. The sounds, the smells, the warmth of Ginger giving me the massage, all turned me on immensely. She was exploring down my back, and eventually, she was rubbing my buttocks in circles. It felt great. As she was massaging, she was parting my ass cheeks. Three - if I fucked him just once, I would get that out of my system and go on with my life. Four - it would be just sex and no one would ever know."Her reasoning seems logical and rational. She didn't want the lies and deceptions involved in a long-term affair so the one time assignation would have to take place in the afternoon after lunch. That way she would not have to lie to Jack about overtime work or some such nonsense.All they would need would be at most a couple of hours in a hotel. As I watched her taking off her dress, Ibegan to feel my nipples tingling again. I was actually turning myself on. My mind was still male enough to appreciate what I was seeing, but my body was reacting in a feminine manner.By the time she - I -- had her - had my - bra off, my hand was up messaging my breast again. It was crazy, watching myself performing like that. I couldn't turn away, and I could stop turning on. After a couple more minutes, my other hand began to reach for my pussy. .