He watched intently as Monica looked around the room. Nick coyly nodded his head and avoided any possible eye contact with Monica. “Monica, no, it’s nothing like that. He placed the gusset of her panties over the tip, wrapped his hand around the panties and around the erection that pulsed under the soft material. Where is it? “I… I just left… her something… while you… while you were in the shower… it’s… it’s not important,” he stumbled over his words in his response to Monica. She squeezed his arms, “You ass, what happened? Suddenly Monica’s mind went round and round. All of a sudden she felt a little moisture as it slid down her inner thigh and grinned to herself. Tell me, damnit!”
Nick sheepishly looked up into her searing green eyes, “Please, can you just let it go?” he pleaded in a quiet tone. She squeezed his arms, “You ass, what happened?
