Now he is the one blushing. Ahem, anyway the inane and benign conversation continues. He is staying at the swanky Marriott and in town only overnight ...then heading home. Blah, blah blah. From time to time you adjust just enough to make sure he is still sneaking glances. The plane is landing soon and you decide to go to the bathroom and you can’t resist another tease. With no ‘excuse me’ you quickly stand up and before he can fully re-act you start to step over his legs, which in turn, raises you. She is friends with the cashier there. I could not walk fast enough over to the store. The 2 girlsthere began to laugh and spoke in manderin when I walked in; Kristen must have given thema description of me. A brown paper bag was on the counter. I paid the girls and ran over to Kristens apartment. When I arrived she told me to strip which I gladly did; my dick sprangto life; kristen strocked it a few times and then gave me a lotion from the bag. It wasa bottle of nair; I lotioned myself all. "Shit, back in Winslow a fella would get his ass kicked for asking a man something like that." Drew was still looking at the guy, who was sitting back down with a couple of his cowboy friends. "Asking a man if his girl can dance with him." Is that what I am?" I asked, kind of teasing Drew a little. "Am I your girl?" You are tonight," he looked at me. "Just put that thought in your pretty little head and keep it there." Mmmm..." I pursed my lips, " ... You're not one of those guys always looking. I sat there unable to climax but couldn't for the life of me understand why. Not wanting to get blue-balls I went back at it even stronger but still nothing. I think it was that moment of desperation that brought the thought to my head that I would let my bitch sister come and finish up on me. Moments later I hear a knock at my door and my younger sister, Julia, yelling to let me in. She sounded angry so I quickly close my laptop and try to hide my boner. I open the door and ask her why she's.