They were the favorites to be chosen the king and queen of the senior prom. She didn’t want to walk down the halls of the high school holding hands ...with Alan Marshall, not because she didn’t like him, but rather that she would rather just fuck him. Alan wasn’t a geek or anything, and many of her friends thought he was very good-looking, but he wasn’t a member of the high school elite, and they disdained him. He was on the school newspaper all of his four years in high school, and that crowd had. As I closed in on his lap he put his head back and closed his eyes. My hand reached the top of his thigh and flicked over his crotch, I gently rubbed the outline in his pants as he got harder.Rubbing away gently he felt quite small as he parted his thighs, looking at him he had his eyes closed the whole time, after a few minutes I said “Stand-up”, he got off the settee and stood in front of me, I continued feeling him and after another few minutes unclipped his pants and pulled them down, he. My only reservation, when I thought it through, was that I might be cheating her out of the companionship of a man her own age. I had to face the fact that I had at most 20 more good years ahead of me. In 20 years, Sarah would be in her prime.I did not have a problem with the idea of having babies. I'd always wanted more children, but Sandy and I had been too much in love to adopt. We wanted our children to be products of our love. Sarah certainly was that. Any babies she and I had would be. However you constantly know where I am and constantly make eye contact with me every few minutes, you know exactly how much of a tease you are being and are loving acting the princess in front of me, you now exactly how you make me feel and are loving the power you are holding over me. After a while you make you way over to me, much braver now than in the bar. You begin to dance right in front of me, shoving your big ass in my crotch, feeling my cock hard for you. You are practically acting.