A hand placed on my shoulder sealed my fate.“Are you okay?” asked the hot girl I longed for.“Fuck,” I said, startled. “Sorry, yeah just had ...a bit to drink.”Again she tilted her head with that look of someone who was trying to solve a puzzle. “I’m, umm Frank,” I muttered, after suddenly remembering my false identity. “And you are?”She looked into the mirror and with a hand sliding down to my cock replied, “I don’t like to give men here my real name, because, you know, they can get a bit. I felt her breath blow alongthe fine hairs on my thighs, and then my balls weretickled by her breath. My pubic hair moved with thebreath, and I could feel my cock jerk. My heart throbbedin my chest, seeming to skip a beat.Then my cock began to grow. I could see it out of thecorner of my eye, and that made it even worse. I couldsee it expand and grow, could feel it begin to lengthenand expand. The class was quiet. The instructor was sitting quietlyat his desk; my pose faced me away from him as I. He cupped her chin and made her green gaze meet his steely grey ones. With the other hand, he undid his belt, softly pulling through the loops of fabric, never breaking eye contact. Everything they did, he needed her to consent to. A faint blush painted her cheeks and she nodded, her pink tongue licking her ruby red lips. He undid his zipper on his jeans, pulling his length out. His gaze told her everything, yet waited for her to give in. The greatest gift was her trust, and he knew how to. She stood staring at Jeet till he left the restaurant.Jeet had kept his word. By 7, his luxury car reached Savita’s house to pick her up. It cruised around the city and parked near one of the most luxurious apartments Savita had ever seen. The driver opened the door for Savita with a smile.Savita had draped that would make any man drool. It was very transparent and had a light contrasting shade to Savita’s fair skin. Her sexy navel glowed through the material. Her perfect round belly button was.