I wasn’t wearing a bra. He was all eyes staring at me.“You can touch them, kiss them if you want.” I told him in a whisper.He was motionless for...several seconds; then he stretched his hand and touched my boob. I made a step forwards and he grasped my other boob too. I was fondling his penis. I shivered feeling his young and hard prick in my hand. I was overwhelmed by a sudden surge of arousal; it became hot and wet in my panties.Ben started kissing my tits carefully and awkwardly. I unzipped. "We spent the next couple hours talking, snuggling, kissing, and dancing.Generally having a great time at the party and for a few hours, we werea couple. It is a night I will never forget. The way she looked, felt,smelled will remain in my thoughts for eternity. I admitted it to myselfthat night. I loved her. Should I say something? What if that is goingtoo far for her or for me? As the evening was winding down, I escortedher across the college grounds holding her close. We got to her dorm andI. Francine has a way better ass than that woman." You think so?" He looked at me."For sure. Ten times better," I said, in a strange rush to defend her. As soon as the words left my mouth I felt as if I'd let my secret slip. He didn't seem to notice though."Maybe, but it's not like I get to do her back there," he said, still staring off in the direction of the woman who'd just walked by again.It was a surprise to hear him discuss their sex life like that. For some reason I was happy to hear that. I had a blindfold ready for him that I put on him. He had to stand still as I slowly undressed him. I started with his shirt, button by button. I moved slowly to give him the anticipation that he always gives me. He couldn't touch me, but he could talk to me. I finished the buttons and slid his shirt slowly down his shoulders and off. I threw it aside and circled him slowly, letting my fingers glide across his skin. I used light, feathery touches as I walked around his body. Coming back to his.