Every step she took was confident; her stride swayed with rhythmic cadence. Her eyes were captivating and she used them like weapons, drawing you in ...and beguiling you with her charms. She hunted me like prey. I wanted to resist her charms but I am, after all, only human and subject to weakness of the flesh and will. I had not built up an immunity to her seduction. I tried for weeks to dodge her advances but eventually, we were alone, in my apartment and I was a victim of her erotic wiles. . I mean, it's more than just the Golden Rule or the First Commandment. It's the truth. Everyone is equal, but only with a lot of help.That's what Dad's engagement ring more than symbolized and I lifted it carefully out of the cigar box he kept his jewelry and stuff in. The golden ring was slightly wider than the one I'd gotten for Mahk, being intended for a full grown man, obviously, but it would work on a sixteen-year-old boy just fine too. I'd make Jimmy my real boyfriend and he'd wear my. I turned to look at the clock on the nightstand and saw that it was almost 10 in the morning. That meant that I had almost nine hours to kill until I could see my gorgeous and loving crimson-haired angel.I got up and did random stuff around the house, deciding not to text her today, so that our meeting tonight would be even more special. She didn’t text or call me either throughout the day, so I suppose she had the same idea. Finally around 6 I made my way into the shower and got ready. I drove. If I could just watch her and Bruce together.The holiday party was hosted at someone’s house and the three of us soon found ourselves in a very spacious bedroom on the third floor. We didn’t talk, we didn’t need to. We just followed her there. She sat on the bed and began to strip off that tiny dress.Her eyes were now completely on Bruce. She knew from our body language that she had gained my acceptance and there was no threat whatsoever. All I could think of was kissing her with Bruce’s cum in.