She was mad. She went to grab something else from under the bed, and I winced in anticipation. She pulled out a bottle of lube, and carefully applied ...ome to her fingers. Then, she rubbed it gentle around my asshole.She leaned close to be and whispered"You are scared, but you shouldn't be. You are a sexy boy, and you want nothing more than for me to fuck you. But you have been told that is wrong. Look at your dick. You are so hard for me. Are you going to say you are not attracted to me?". At my age the drive for release has waned and having a relationship with a good female friend is now more important than sex. For several weeks I toyed with talking to one particular escort about traveling with me and pretending to care. Sara was understanding but frank and logical, ‘Jim, I’ve been an escort for a long time. I have regulars and make good money. I do this for the money. I have a boyfriend who is my age and accepts what I do. I would lose my business and my boyfriend, if I spent. I said, "I don't give a fuck," and grabbed him by the waist of his pants. I quickly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. He pulled them off his hips and slid his cock out of his boxers slowly. My mouth dropped. Not only was it hard as a rock, which I had expected, but it had to be at least 10 inches, easy, and thick as hell."You scared?" he asked."I'm never scared," I scoffed. He grabbed my waist and hoisted me up, slowly sliding himself into me, as he pushed me up against the wall. My. All the signs were there, and I was both insanely jealous but also equally excited at the same time, as I saw the chemistry and animalistic attraction between Claire and Jason.And the feeling was obviously mutual, as I saw the way that Jason looked into Claire’s eyes and took in her womanly figure and full, shapely breasts encased in her white bra.Jason was a real charmer. When he wasn’t telling funny stories at which Claire invariably laughed, he’d charm Claire by asking her lots of questions.