.." I try to think of a word other than hot. "Just worried about you, that's all. You haven't even changed clothes."He frowns and then looks down at h...is outfit like he didn't know it was there. "Oh," he says numbly. "Yeah, I've just been thinking."It occurs to me now that maybe we shouldn't just stand here in the doorway, and I motion him into the room. Then, without really knowing why, I glance up and down the hall before I close the door and engage the lock again. When I turn to face him,. She reached up and unclasped my belt, followed by my pants and yanked them down to my ankles. There, staring her in the face was my throbbing prick. Were this just some random woman sitting on her haunches in front of me, I would be terrified of the look she gave it. It was a primal look of want and hunger, like she wanted to put it on a bun and eat it right there. Rather than attack it with lustful fury, she slowly opened her mouth and slid the head into her mouth.She swirled her tongue. ‘Knowing you, no it wouldn’t,’ Jake smirked, ‘so don’t let it stop you-‘Pardon,’ Jamie blurted.‘I mean tell me already,’ Jake reiterated, eyes still locked, ‘just because I’m not gay doesn’t mean I’m a fucking prude. You like me, it’s a big deal, what else?’‘Oh it’s no big deal, I’m used to being hot for guys,’ Jamie quipped, ‘but whereas you’re lying on that bed and I’m in this chair, we could both be in that bed. I’m fucking tired!’Jake gave that some thought, aware by now that Jamie wasn’t. My opportunity arose one Tuesday morning when I happened about Jenn and Catherine near the coffee maker. As I approached they must not have heard me and I was able to overhear their conversation. Jenn stated that the last few therapy sessions with she and her husband had not gone well and she was beginning to think it was time to move on and avoid any more pain and frustration. Once I heard those words I ‘announced’ myself by coughing, partly because I didn’t want Jenn to think I was.