"Ok, I guess I'll put it away." Wait," I said. Jason watched me with a sly grin.I crawled on the bed past the first man."Can I touch it?" I asked. My ...eyes were glued to his massive shaft. His big brown tip just begged to have my mouth on it."If you want," he said with a laugh.I gripped it in my little white fist. It was amazing, the contrast of his skin and mine. I tugged it gently feeling him throb in my hand. I couldn't believe what I was doing, I was dressed like a slut, high on ecstacy. I'd only just moved to the Seattle area, from my college in Missouri, and before that, the suburb of Chicago where I'd been brought up. I didn't know many people and someone from work had invited me and I had honestly nothing better to do that Saturday.Two co-ed teams, going at each other. The level of violence was a thing to behold. As far as I could tell, it was a great excuse for women on both teams to bash the living shit out of the men on the field, and be applauded for it. Sometimes it. They seemed to have no problem being naked around me and I soon was comfortable with being naked also. Then one day granny and I came in and went to her room. Again she was naked and I told her I was going to get in my shower. Granny said I should just get in with her. I hesistated but then went inside the shower. I watched granny soap herself and then I tried to not get a boner, but the more I tried not to think about it the harder my cock got. Granny noticed this and commented that I have a. Without her on board, there is no further need to discuss anything." I said firmly."Of course; I wasn't talking about your family, Scott. I mean your staff or the papers or television reporters or that sort of thing. Let's keep this under our hats for the time being, with the exception of Victoria, ok?" He replied.I was shocked that he even knew my wife's name. "Of course, thank you Mr. President. Good night, then." And I hung up the phone.I sat there in bed, looking into the darkness of the.