Torrid Affair

Want to do it?" Leonora, tall, elegant, raven-curled and blessed with curves for days, smiled from behind her broad desk. Trey set the last aluminum chair against the whitewashed wall and looked up the long studio floor at the ballroom dance school's proprietress sitting at the far end, close by the double-door entrance.
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There were a lot of women there, a whole lot. And all of them were deep into getting blitzed out of their minds. It looked like he was the only male there, beyond the staff anyway. However, despite his glasses, and ponytail, the ladies seemed happy to see him, in fact he had to dodge more than a few enthusiastically groping hands. And he was still fully dressed.
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Trey looked away and sucked on his bottom lip. Since when did seeing another guy excite him? "Hey. " Trey looked up and found the guy only inches away. He jerked back against the wall, nearly smacking his skull. The guy smiled. "Watch your head, idiot. " He caught Trey's chin in one palm, tilted it up and lowered his mouth, he lapped at Trey's bottom lip.
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Trey's mouth opened and his hips jerked, pushing his cock into the guy's hand. He couldn't help it. It felt so damned good. The guy smiled and stroked down slowly, then up slowly, then down again. Slow smooth stroke after slow smooth stroke. In fact, too slow. Trey gasped and strained, trying not to push into his hand to make him go faster.
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