"Thank you. I work out a little, but I play soccer and volleyball on my school teams. I used to be in gymnastics and had a couple of years of ballet w...en I was younger. Also, I like to swim a lot, but that's just for fun. And I was a cheerleader last year, but I quit because of the drama."I chuckled quietly. Oh, is that all? How fucking perfect are you? For the first time ever, I wished I was a better man, just to not disappoint this one woman.From behind her, I reached my hand between her. He finally ordered me to face the wall behind me and look closely at one of the posters on the wall behind his bed. He warned me not to turn back around until he told me I could.I turned and stared at a poster of a blonde bimbo in a tiny bikini while, I assume from the furtive sounds I could hear that he was retrieving something from his secret hiding place. He moved things around on his desk for a moment and told me I could quit staring at his girlfriend. Fat chance! He may be a good looking. After a while Marc smiled at me and said, "Mmmmmm...that was nice. I didn't know you were into guys as well."I stumbled a bit but managed to sit down on the nearby couch. He came sitting next to me handing over a cold drink. We sat there for a while, silent...but inside I was very excited.Suddenly I felt his warm hand on my upper leg and I saw this look in his eyes that I have never seen before with him. He kissed me again, this time more passionately than the first time. I felt his hand. That didn't surprise me because most of my clients prefer not to have one on. I then grabbed the oil and turned toward her perfect body. The light accented her beautiful round ass. I moved her hair gently off her back as I admired her body one last time, before squirting the oil into my hand. My thoughts started roaming again as I imagined the oil in my hand being her warm pussy fluids. I rubbed my hands together and then placed them softly on the small of her back. At first touch she shuddered.