Damn though when I opened the door….. Was not ready for what was standing there. He was tall and dark with that trimmed beard and deep green eyes. E...en his voice was sexy. Eventually he asked me whether I was going to let him in at some stage or just gape there. Gathering my wits about me, I nodded and let him in. Finally, my brain started working and I offered him a drink. He asked for a scotch and a poured myself a double, although I could be pretty sure it was a triple vodka and orange.. “I can't do this, Armand. I won't do it,” she said.“Do what?” he asked as if he still couldn't believe he did that.“This!” she yelled.“But, I'm in love with you and I want to be with you!” he said. “I can't help but feel like we have something special between us. What are you so afraid of?” He raised his voice more than he'd like.“You're ruining our friendship,” she said still crying.“I don't want to,” he told her.“Alright, say we started to date each other for a while, then what?” she asked.. They popped out above her corset and pushed against the lace of her shirt. Her skin tingled while he undressed her with his eyes. Her pussy twinged with excitement and throbbed with anticipation when she realized tonight she might achieve her goal. Their eyes met again and she smiled nodding slightly letting him know that his secret is safe with her.The music died down and a hushed silence filled the room again. The set ups were complete and it was time for the evening’s entertainment to. My friend Dave and I always hung out together when we were not in school. We went to different schools, even though we were the same age of 16. One day I was over at Dave’s house and we were in the basement. His basement was rather large; there were a couple of rooms as well as a workshop and storage rooms. One of the rooms was nicknamed The Boys' Room as Dave’s bothers used to have their bedroom down there, but they had all grown up and moved out at the time of this story. We were hanging out.