Please!"I went to the nightstand and got the K-Y lube and condoms.{Author's note:From the narrative, so far, the gentle reader might have gotten the i...pression that I am hung up on anal sex.I'm not. In fact I find it much deficient to normal copulation; second to oral sex, which is second to regular old fill her pussy sex. In fact, there's nothing better than to feel you've teased down the woman's cervix, or the end of her sex canal and to bump up against those ... on the other hand, you don't. Gently I begin to encircle my rod and slide my hand up and down the shaft, leaving my glans untouched for the moment.Soon, however, more lube pops through my slit, sometimes with the faintest of hisses, and joins the rest. It collects on the skin between my thumb and forefinger and I rotate this area around my erection. Over handed, backwards, gripping hard and then softly feeling how my dick is now so much harder and strong, pulsing with a life seemingly of its own. I notice how my whole body. She was probably more nervous than I was which was only natural. This thing, these rumors, needed to be nipped in the bud asap. Put out the fire before it got out of hand. That the kiss, THAT kiss, had been nothing more than the mood and beer talking and was totally my fault. The last thing I wanted was Heather having to deal with whispered innuendo on top of everything else she was already dealing with in her personal life. That was sensible. Smart. Mature thinking. As for what happened over. ‘Etienne, come with me.’ He looked up and stepped forward immediately and obediently. Oddly, I remember thinking in the dream that things would go well between us if he continued to yield to me as such. I think I was resentful that he commanded so much of my interest and attention and now I was thankful that I could at least command his actions for a short while, since I was so tired of being commanded or even having to be available on demand. Next thing I remember is that we are outside in.