I would slowly start to creep my hand to his crotch. Once he felt it he would raise up his but and I would slide my hand under his crotch to where his...dick was getting hard. I would grab it and stroke it a little. He would get nice and hard and I would play with him and everything. I would then reach my hang onto his shorts and play with his cock through just his underwear. I keep that up for a little then I move my hand inside his underwear and start to play with his penis with direct contact.. He couldn't keepup with my skills.He congratulated, and I was embarrassed when he asked,"Where did you come from?"I answered, "Heaven."The prize was a 1000-dollar gift certificate for our mall.I figured it might come in handy, considering. When I wentto my apartment, I found it changed too - there was quite abit more feminine, and on my message machine, I had twomessages.=-="Megumi? It's Maiko... we've been ignoring each other toolong, come on over to the Coffee Kat and we'll have ablast... a. ’ ‘I know that!’ he said in exasperation. ‘It’s just that, well, I’ve never really…’ ‘What, dated?’ asked Nancy. Dave shrugged and nodded and she stared at him. ‘Are you trying to tell me that you managed to get married and have two kids and never once dated your wife?! That’s nuts!’ ‘No, it’s just that, well…Emily and I, we were, like, always meant to be. I mean, we always knew she was the one for me and I was the one for her. Even as kids. She grew up two houses down from me, and we played. Seems like we’ve rather had an effect on you, haven’t we?’Mavis observed. My dream dispelled, the voices faded and I found the three ladies staring at my jogging shorts with interest. In the course of my daydream, my leviathan had stirred from its lair and was bulging my drawers dramatically. Mavis licked her lips, Sheila beamed and Mary smirked conspiratorially. ‘I think we can conclude you’re not gay,’ Sheila said deliberately. ‘The dear Vicar must have been in a terrible way since his Janet.