The Wingman - Part 3 - Sex Stories

The Wingman - Part 3

... it's not everyday I meet a good looking bald man who's a gentleman and so much fun to be around. I'd say we're tied for points as of right now." Cassie faced Alan as they laid together. Even though both were tired, neither one felt the urge to close their eyes and sleep at the moment. The electricity between the two was more and more powerful as they laid together. Cassie just smiled, biting her lower lip. Alan couldn't hide the big, goofy grin she brought out in him. Cassie reached out and touched his cheek. "What was that for?" Alan whispered. "You'll probably think I'm really weird but I just like touching you. That's why I hoped you'd join me here in bed. I liked cuddling with you so much that I didn't want it to stop yet." "I did too. I couldn't get comfortable on the sofa without you there. I felt like a pretty big loser admitting that, but it's true." "You're not a loser, you're sweet. Come here," Cassie said, wrapping her arms around Alan. Alan slid his arms around Cassie's waist and couldn't help pressing up tightly against her. They didn't really need to speak, they just kept staring at each other for a while. Alan wondered if she was hoping to be kissed. Then he wondered if he kissed her if she'd find that a cheap move or cliché. All of his over thinking made him laugh to himself. "What?" Cassie asked smiling. "What's so funny, mister?" "I'm just in shock at the moment. If I could go back in time right now and tell me this morning how tonight would go, I think me ...

... then would have thought me now was insane. 'You'll end up in bed with a beautiful model who actually wants you to be near her!' Yeah, if I would have believed that, the men in white coats would have been waiting for me when I got home." "What's so strange about that? I never define myself as a model. It's what I do for a living but it's not me. So technically you're in bed with a woman who just finds you to be a fun and attractive guy who just happens to be an addictive cuddle. A man who I need to give my number to before I leave because I don't want this to be the last time we see each other. And a man who could kiss me if he'd like to, as long as he'd like that just as much as I might right now." "Really?" Alan asked, his eyes lighting up with excitement. "Mmm hmmm." Alan leaned in as Cassie moved to meet him halfway. The space between their lips was gone. Alan's arms wrapped around Cassie's body as Cassie's did the same. In that moment it was like neither could bear to be even an inch apart. Stroking his hands down Cassie's slender back, Alan's fingertips met the place where his t-shirt ended and Cassie's skin began. Cassie jumped and squirmed with a giggle when Alan's fingers tried to explore her. "I'm too ticklish!" "Sorry, that wasn't my intention." "Oh really?" Cassie had a soft, seductive tone to her voice. She gave Alan's lips another quick kiss. "Really. I just liked touching you." Cassie slid her hands under Alan's shirt and started stroking up and down his stomach. ...