Frankly, he was right; why was I here if it wasn’t to get fucked?Suddenly, I felt quite brave. “Where are you?” I asked.“Right here in front o... you. Go ahead, the path is wide open.” I understood the double meaning of his words. “Come on, all you have to do is take a few small steps, and you won’t be all alone.” My body moved forward. Half a moment later, my knee grazed what felt like a sofa. “Mmmm, there you are. I thought you’d never decide.”“Decide?” I asked.“Whether to follow your mind, or. ” He admitted. “Can I see?”“I guess, but only if I can watch you.”He agreed and we pulled off our pants and shirts. I had on a pair of black briefs, and he had on too small whitey tighties. He had a very obvious bulge, as did I, and I could see the tip of his head just poking out. He seemed reluctant, so I went first, revealing my seven inch long, two inch wide, hairless cock and balls. He stared for a moment and then slid his tight briefs down his legs and off his feet. I was surprised two see. The intensity of her lust at displaying herself again to the man she had teased earlier surprised her. She had never thought of herself as an exhibitionist, but she was distinctly enjoying the behavior she was being forced to display tonight. She even felt a small rush of excitement at the steward's gasp when her breasts pressed into his. God, she was turning into such a slut!Two more steps and they were in the hall, and the steward was reaching out to open the door to the lady's lounge."Ummm,. He is very polite and I am always nice to him by giving him money, gifts and letting him do pretty much anything he wants. When he gets in trouble I usually stick to his side and he talks to me about his problems. Well one particular weekend, my brother and his wife were going on a business trip to Iowa, so they left me in charge of Vince. That Saturday morning I was wearing a pink sports bra and a pair of tight black spandex shorts. I heard the apartment door bell ring and I opened the door..