For a minute. Despite everything I wanted to do that was immoral, I didn't have to. I turned off the tv, and the light, grabbed a blanket, tossed it...over her, and one for me, and off to sleep on the couch I went. I suppose I did get down to my boxers...but that's how I sleep.Just before I was out, a smooth foot rubbed my leg. My brains said stay still, ignore it, but after only a minute, my leg started rubbing back. I already had a god-damned hard-on. I grabbed her leg and massaged her. I couldn’t help but smile back. He turned me onto my side, sat down next to me on the side of his bed, and kissed me appreciatively. “How would you have liked it if I came on you instead?” he asked. “If I wasn’t dressed or had something else to change into, that would be hot,” I said. He grinned and said something about underestimating his instincts about me. I’d have to ask him about that sometime when he wasn’t preoccupied with untying me. He gave me a nice rub-down on my lower back, which. “Well … I … I’m new to this,” I stuttered, “teach me.”“Follow your dick and be in control; that’s all I ask.”It was then that I knew I was made for this. Never had I thought of myself as dominant; I have too much regard for women and couldn’t quite believe that some them wanted to be dominated, let alone hurt. Could this be? ‘Well, let’s see,’ I thought to myself.Without a word, I turned down the lights to a dim, night-club feel, and we looked out at the vista beyond the window, the moon still. I dance with a few who were really touchy, I didn't mind. It was sexy how I was grinning my ass against their hard cocks and letting them feel my wist. Each one of them order me a drink, I was happy but didn't drink much of it. Sorry guys for not finishing up your drinks.There was this one tall sexy looking spainsh guy, I wanted to dance with. I started dancing with another guy sort of near him and we just made eye contact as we dance with other people. After a couple of min. he came to me and.