Powerful. Like I could conquer kingdoms, naked or not. My hands traversed the sides of my body on automatic, brushing my full, doughy breasts, gliding...over my stomach, coming to rest at the thatch above my legs. I ran my hands through the wiry hair, further to my smooth legs, then back up. All of a sudden, the hair seemed incongruous. Untidy. Spoiling the perfection that the mask promised.What if… what if? I shivered. I put my hand over the area, trying to imagine what it would be like. Feeling my hardness, you wiggle your butt against me, then lie still and just enjoy being together, saying nothing, holding. You reach over and turn off the alarm. The spell broken, you get up and put on your robe before going into the kitchen to turn on the coffee pot. I’m reluctant to get up. Lying on my back, my hand wrapped around my scrotum, I continue rolling the mental images of you. The coffee pot started, you come back in and throw your robe on the chair. You take off your t-shirt and. " I said still blushing very hard. She smiled politely and took my hand, she felt like an angel touching me. My legs began to weaken and I wobbled a bit she steadied me, leading me out of the store to relieve some of the embarrassment."So, you wanted to talk to me?" She said still holding my hand leading me to the bench out front of the store. "Yes" I said shyly. She leaned over and put her head on my shoulder flirting with me. I loved it her hair touching my neck, it felt so silky and the. I was, for the first time, thankful for the dance lessons my mother had forced on me. Betty’s head fit under my chin and I could feel her firm breasts pressed against me.After a few songs, George commanded “Switch” and I had Alice’s bigger tits against me this time. She whispered in my ear that Betty liked me and it felt like my erection, pressed between our bellies, would like her too. She whispered that I should take Betty to a bedroom after the next dance. I nodded, scared shitless.This was.