My initial reaction was of course shock and horror. I had always known John (the names have been changed to protect the not so innocent!!) had a sligh... bi curiosity, not that it bothered me, each to his own I say. But after taking time to think/fantasize about what it would be like, I came to feel that, it could, in fact be the ultimate, in sexual experiences!! It never actually transpired however. I think that maybe we were all worried that it might change our friendship or even that it would. I picked up his index finger and slowly circled it with mine. I stroked all his fingers and squeezed his palm. Then I climbed a bit higher to his wrist and measured his pulse. It was racing. I slowly took my fingers up his arm. Through his shirt I felt the muscles going up and down on contacting my fingers. Through dazed eyes, I saw my own hand travel up his neck, chin and finally his lips. I suddenly realized that I always wanted to find out where exactly his upper lip was. I moved closer to. I hesitated initially but she compelled me to come. I could not say no as I realized it was an opportunity for me to be with her. I was waiting for the day and it arrived.I prepared myself for the dinner by having a clean shave and made sure I was dressed well for the evening. I went to her home and rang the doorbell; she opened the door with a big smile and asked me to come in. She was dressed up in salwar. She asked me to sit in the couch and make myself comfortable. I could see the salwar. While telling my story my clitty was pumping out precum like it never had before, I couldn't believe the wetness in my crotch, my male pussy just kept twitching. I took several sips of my pink sissy to wet my dry mouth, wishing it was his cum wetting my throat. That hand of his was driving me wild, so near my clitty, feeling it touching my thigh thinking why hadn't I worn a pair so shorts. He told me finish my drink, he was going to take me to adult store just a half a block away where he could.