I had eaten and was set to work. ‘Love to. Give me half an hour?’ ‘You have twenty minutes or I’ll be as pissed as a rat when you get there.�... I was forty minutes and she was half way down a huge glass of what turned out to be Chablis, crisp and dry. ‘What time do you call this?’ ‘Christ, you sound like my mother.’ Emily poured me a glass and it was only when her face caught the light that I saw the dark circles under her eyes and appreciated the stress of her week to date. I took her hand. ‘You. I told him I was sorry, and he told me not to be. He had knew all the time he also was gay, and had never had sex with another man. He was quite buzzed at this time, and summoned the courage to ask what it was like to have sex with another man. I told him it depends on what you are into. He was very curious at this time and wanted to know more. I suggested that we take this conversation to my room and we can continue to talk. He agreed, and I paid the bar tab and we went up to my room.He. He was teasing me I know. The wet kisses on my back and wet cock on my ass was just torture. I did not which part of my body I wanted satisfied right then yet I knew I needed to feel that delicious dark hard cock on me and in me for sure. He sat back and took my ass cheeks in his hands and played with them like a farmer looking at his prized fruit. He squeezed my bum hard and I clenched my muscles to show him I was responsive and ready for anything. I was so enjoying showing off for him. He. "Get out of those clothes," I said to her in a heated whisper, even though I knew Gina and Brian were outside."That was my plan exactly," she smiled down at me, pulling off the top, then shucking off the green scrub pants.She started to lean down and kiss my breasts, but I held her gently by the shoulders. "Get on top of me," I urged. "Turn around and get on top." Sixty-nine, hm? Ok!" She said, punctuating her delight with a kiss on my lips. My chest began to thunder with excitement as I.