I told her depressing behavior was inducing depression in me and that is why I was avoiding her. Pamela said she wanted to hug me. I was surprised and... taken aback , never expected her to go beyond a handshake considering her conservative nature.I stiffened up , Pamela moved close to me and she hugged me. I had not hugged a hot sensuous woman in a long time , her perfume blew me away. I squeezed her lightly and caressed her back. Pamela had been missing a male touch and she quickly dissolved in. I wrap my fingers around the base of my elongated neck, squeezing gently. A quick thrill at the strength they bare. The song ends. I open my eyes to darkness. The silence is euphoric. Suddenly struck by the fact that I’m alone with myself, a ragged breath consumes me. Elated by the knowledge that I alone know what makes my body feel best, I’m lost to the familiar dampening between my legs. I bite my bottom lip. Give a little teasing pinch to my nipples. A giggle escapes me like a million tiny. She did so and I felt her warm and slightly moist crotch-piece gently press against my nose and mouth. I undid my flies and got my dick out for a few nice strokes while she sat there. “OK, time to get them off” I commanded and got back on my feet, grabbed the waist-band of her tights and began to pull them down. Soon she was standing there in just bra and pants. “Chris has bought some of your nice undies over for you to put on – he knew I’d like to see them.” I’ll stand by while you change into. It was that moment that I realized that this had gone beyond being a lark and I was a willing participant. What was more; I was enjoying the sensation of his muscular stomach bumping against my forehead. Somewhere deep inside of me a switch was thrown. I had never entertained a conscious homosexual thought in my life but at that moment I wanted his cock. I parted my lips discretely and licked his dick through the material as I wondered what it would be like to take it into my mouth. I didn't.