.It was about 3:30 in the morning, and I was woken by a nibble on my ear, and the sensation of a hard cock against my ass crack. Being sound asleep, ... wasn't sure if it was a dream or real, but it was good either way.Henry whispered in my ear "Good morning, it's time for your wake up call", his throbbing 8 incher rubbing along my crack. I was laying on my front, his muscular body leaning over mine. I jiggled my ass around a little, and then lifted it up to give him easy access.Two seconds. "I know in high school I was a dick to you." I nodded. He held out his hands. "I'm sorry. I just want to say that." Okay," I said. My defenses were hard as steel. "Thank you." It was hard to reconcile the contrite man in front of me with the sneering bully I remembered, but there was something in his eyes that stuck - a fierce, kinky gleam I'd forgotten about."I'll see ya around," he said, and walked back to his friends.I ordered another drink. I caught my breath. I caught up with some old. Jeff and Greg were standing there along with two other guys their age, one was black and the other white. They all looked at me and grinned and I said “Jeff who are the other two guys?” I asked. He said they were two guys who met them to help unload the truck and asked if it would be okay if they joined in. I wasn’t prepared for this. “I don’t think so Jeff...” Terri interrupted. “It’s okay, you guys come on in and have a drink” I turned and looked at her. “Don’t forget who is in charge. Coffee in hand, I curl up on our leather couch to enjoy my drink and read a good erotic story or two on my tablet. I like to sit on the couch with my left leg over the armrest and my right knee out to the right and my calf tucked back toward my body. While this leaves my pussy very accessible, I rarely touch it.As I begin to enjoy the story I like to softly move my fingertips back and forth on the bottom of my right foot or on one of my nipples. I really enjoy luxuriating in this, I guess,.