"That's probably not a good idea," I said in a whisper. "My parents are right upstairs and..." I'm not going to jump you," Adam promised good-naturedl.... "I thought we could talk."Talk. That sounded promising. The long list of questions which I'd been compiling over the course of the day came back to me with a rush. There was more than a lot I didn't know about Adam.I took a few steps towards Adam and let him take my hand and pull me down onto the couch until I was spooned with my back against. He extended his bed sheet to me. We got a little closer and I hugged him a bit. His arm was rubbing my boobs and I was feeling good. I wanted to feel more of it. I opened my bed sheet and asked him to get into my bedsheet. I told him not to do anything naughty. He immediately agreed. I was getting very nervous.We both were inside a bedsheet. I felt like kissing and kissed him. He hugged me and my boobs were against his chest. His hands were on my thighs and moved to my ass. He pulled it closer. As we walked up the stairs I wondered how it would feel to fuck him in the ass. When we got inside we went to his room, I sat down on his bed and he said he would be right back. When he did he had a bottle of lotion in his hand. He looked at me and said ok we’re going to jack off and the first one to cum loses, so I asked him with a grin on my face what does the winner get? He said a blow job from the loser. I laughed and said I hope you like sucking cock, he said we’ll see. My best friend sat. There’s a woman in back who used to dance and now does the books, the same one that fucked her ex just for kicks. ‘If I stay here as long as she has’ Emily thought to herself, ‘what will I be described as then? Marinated?’ Laughing a little, both Ray and the client looked back. Emily realized she laughed louder than she thought and it definitely wasn’t a joke that can be shared. Switching gears she told him the standard rate for dances privately in the general area, there’s no wall between you.