If you did not have a hard-on recently staring at my cock I will not know". But you had and from there I knew that you want it too". "Jasmin is my bes...-friend. Why will you think that?" "She does not need to know?", again with seducing smile.I just rolled my eyes. We came to my house at around midnight. I get out and thank him for the ride. "Will you not invite me in?", he ask. "Okay, come on in", I offered.Once in I offered him a cup of coffee. "Who do you live with?" ask Luke while sipping. And wherever I used to offer him a cup of tea he used to touch my hand slightly and smile at me. But I ignored all that.One night I came from office and changed and got freshen up. And the bell rang. I knew who that was. I opened the door and uncle was standing there. I welcomed him in. I was wearing shorts and sleeveless top. I asked’ Uncle how are you?’ He said he is fine. Ad asked for a glass of water. I brought water and while taking the glass from me he lightly touched my hands. As always. . big ... really big. In his onesie uniform he was impressive. Cyn thought so too.“G’day, Zo.”“Dayee, Ken. I brought business.” She made proper introductions.After I made my needs known and Ken ran my card, we settled on price ... baring unforseen circumstances ... of course. It was less than New Zealand would have cost.“Where is the boat?” Ken asked.“At the lift,” said Zoe.“Without asking first?” Ken said.“Forgiveness is easier than permission, Ken. You taught me that.”“True, too true.”“I knew. We decided to move the train to the back of the car park. It was winter so it was already dark at 5pm. No one would notice. While we were moving, he put his hand on my crotch and gently massaged my rock-hard manhood through my jeans. I was still shaking. He unzipped me with one hand while driving with the other, and moaning slightly. His cock was bulging in his tracksuit. Just the sight wiped all my timid feelings. I wanted to have his cock. I placed my hands on it through the jeans and the car.