I sat there wondering how much longer I could get away with it.
Sarah had almost caught me when she’d come into the room. I’d just clipped the watch into place and picked up the T-shirt I’d left on the chair.
She’d walked over to me with a teasing slinky walk I’d always loved, she knew how to wind the guys up.
She slipped her finger in her mouth, and sucked the tip; damn she wasn’t playing fair tonight, but neither was I.
Pulling up close she slowly pulled her finger from her mouth, I bit my lip as she used its glistening tip to trace my pec’s down my abs to the treasure trail at my waist.
She stuck the finger into my jeans waist and pulled a little, I smiled into her face as she took a peek into my jeans.
Glancing over her shoulder, and saw the real Tommy’s bare foot spasm. Luckily he was mostly hidden behind the couch, and I had Sarah pretty much occupied.
Smiling, I gently lifted her and kissed her full and welcoming lips.
“Give me a couple of minutes.” She purred in my ear.
“Babe, take all the time you want, I’m not going anywhere.”
She left, and I casually walked over to the couch. Tommy was completely unconscious and would be for the time I was using his form.
I got behind him and used his own strength, to lift him over my shoulder. I dropped the heavy jock into the back of the closet and closed the door.
Slipping on his blue T-shirt on, I could still smell him. I plucked at it’s seams, pulling it into shape, I knew he always bought them a little small. I grinned at the tightness around my biceps, he really knew how to show his best assets.
Picking up his cap from the floor where it fell and slipped it on. If felt natural, as if it had been my own for as long as I could remember.
Sitting back down in the chair, I picked up the bottle and took a gulp, sure a bit of Dutch courage. But what the fuck, dumb jocks are easy to play. I could wait, I’d waited long enough for this opportunity why spoil it by rushing?
Sarah had almost caught me when she’d come into the room. I’d just clipped the watch into place and picked up the T-shirt I’d left on the chair.
She’d walked over to me with a teasing slinky walk I’d always loved, she knew how to wind the guys up.
She slipped her finger in her mouth, and sucked the tip; damn she wasn’t playing fair tonight, but neither was I.
Pulling up close she slowly pulled her finger from her mouth, I bit my lip as she used its glistening tip to trace my pec’s down my abs to the treasure trail at my waist.
She stuck the finger into my jeans waist and pulled a little, I smiled into her face as she took a peek into my jeans.
Glancing over her shoulder, and saw the real Tommy’s bare foot spasm. Luckily he was mostly hidden behind the couch, and I had Sarah pretty much occupied.
Smiling, I gently lifted her and kissed her full and welcoming lips.
“Give me a couple of minutes.” She purred in my ear.
“Babe, take all the time you want, I’m not going anywhere.”
She left, and I casually walked over to the couch. Tommy was completely unconscious and would be for the time I was using his form.
I got behind him and used his own strength, to lift him over my shoulder. I dropped the heavy jock into the back of the closet and closed the door.
Slipping on his blue T-shirt on, I could still smell him. I plucked at it’s seams, pulling it into shape, I knew he always bought them a little small. I grinned at the tightness around my biceps, he really knew how to show his best assets.
Picking up his cap from the floor where it fell and slipped it on. If felt natural, as if it had been my own for as long as I could remember.
Sitting back down in the chair, I picked up the bottle and took a gulp, sure a bit of Dutch courage. But what the fuck, dumb jocks are easy to play. I could wait, I’d waited long enough for this opportunity why spoil it by rushing?
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