Watching You

She nodded and he frowned. "Are you asking if I give or take?"

She quickly shook her head. "No! I mean, I know already. At least I know that in high school you gave." He nodded and she continued, "I mean what else do you do?"

"What else?" He looked concerned as he took a step back. "Alice where are you going with this? Do you want me to tell you what gay sex is like?"

She shook her head again and grabbed the zipper on his leather jacket. "No, not that! I want to know if you do anything else to their butts."

Walt shrugged. "Like what?" Uncomfortable again she let go of his jacket and looked back at the street. "Do you kiss it? Do you lick it?"

He took a step towards her and leaned down so that his head was on level with hers. "Angel has some guy licked your ass?"

She looked up and met his soft brown eyes. "No. It's not that. I just..." His face was confused as he asked, "What?"

"I-" she stopped. Took a breath and then rushed on, "I've been dreaming about sticking my tongue in a guys-"

She didn't finish, but Walt didn't need her to. He finished for her. "His asshole." She nodded. "And this bothers you?" She nodded again. "Why angel?"

Her voice was even softer as she said. "I don't know, I guess because it's dirty. I haven't even seen porn movies where women do that!"

Walt laughed. "I have never known you to be shy or hesitant or to think that sex is dirty. You're the most sexually open woman that I know." He shook his head at her. "What happened?"

She didn't say anything so he grabbed her hand and said, "Angel nothing is dirty with the right person. It's just another form of desire. When you want someone bad enough, when you're turned on enough, then there is nothing you won't do for them. Nothing that you don't want to do to them."

"I never have. I've never even thought about it before."

"What made you want to now?"

A couple brushed against them as they walked past and Alice turned and started walking. Walt caught up with her and put his arm through hers. "Alice I can't believe that I have to tell you that something is okay. But it is. As long as you're comfortable with the guy and you want to do that, then do it. Don't let some kind of misguided fear hold you back from expressing your sexuality fully."

She laughed at that. "I've never felt held back sexually in my life. The men I've dated have always had a hard time keeping up with me."

Walt laughed. "Honey I know. It's because you only date nerds. I've never understood that. You're a wild, sexually free woman and you date guys way beneath you." She slapped his hand and smiled. "It's because I like to be in charge."

He smiled back. "Oh honey. Sometimes being controlled is much more fun."

She was about to tell him why she was asking when he said, "Oh dear lord."

She looked up to see what was wrong and saw that his eyes were focused on the sidewalk behind her. They were at the end of her block and coming towards them were two men. Both of the men were gorgeous, but it was the taller one with the light blue eyes that she focused on.

The two men moved over on the sidewalk so that they could pass Alice and Walt and as they passed her neighbor smiled at her and said, "Hello again." Unable to form words she nodded at him and quickly turned her eyes forward.

When the other men were down the street and out of earshot Walt stopped and turned her to face him. "How in the hell do you know him?"

"He's my neighbor." Walt nodded and she added, "He caught me spying on him."

"What?!" She nodded. "I dream about his ass. About...you know...licking it."

Walt's eyes were wide and he shook his head as he said, "Oh honey you and half the world."

Chapter Five

After that comment there was no way that she was letting him leave. She made him come in and when the got inside she didn't even take off her coat before she said, "Tell me right now! You know who he is? Please tell me he's not gay?"

Walt shook his head, which made the knot of tension in her chest, relax a little. She had seen and heard him with a woman, but in this city of all places you never knew. She had been out on dates with guys before who said they had been gay and were now straight and with guys who claimed to be bi-sexual. In this city sexuality was a fluid thing that could change like the tides.

Walt was still looking at her with a smile on his face as he pulled off his coat. "Let me get us a drink. I think we're going to need it." He stepped towards the kitchen but she grabbed his arm. "No! Tell me now. How do you know him?"

Walt pulled his collar away from his neck as if it was choking him. "I would say that most men in San Francisco know who he is."

"Is he a porn star?"

Walt laughed. "No. I wish. But it's nothing like that. He's a model." Alice felt her heart sink. She had known that he was gorgeous but she hadn't dreamed that he was a model. It wasn't something that normal people did.

Walt helped her out of her coat and sat her down on the couch before going to the kitchen. He brought back a bottle of wine and two glasses, poured her one, and handed it to her. "The last time I was on Embarcadero there was a huge poster of him in a pair of jeans and nothing else. Someone had drawn a dick right next to his mouth."

She shook her head and took a huge gulp of her wine. Walt said, "That guy that he was with tonight. He's also a model. They did this big ad campaign a few years back. They were half-naked football players. Every gay guy in this city was lusting after the two of them."

She closed her eyes. Never in her life had she felt like such a loser. Walt grabbed her hand, but she didn't open her eyes as he asked, "Oh honey. Is he the one that you've been dreaming about?"

She nodded and heard him sigh. She opened her eyes and almost closed them again at the pity she saw reflected back at her. "There is no way in hell that I have a chance with him."

Walk bit his bottom lip. "Angel-" She cut him off. "No. I know. I'm fat."

Walt quickly shook his head. "No you're not! You're pleasantly plump! Not fat."

"I'm ugly."

"No! Never. You're gorgeous!"

"I'm not good enough to get a man like him."

He looked away and she knew he agreed with her. She whispered. "I'm not." He looked back at her. "Oh honey. I don't know what's wrong with straight men. They all think they deserve Victoria Secret models."

She laughed at that. "Please. Gay guys are just as bad. You're spend all your time in the gym and you spend more money on clothes and grooming than I ever could!"

Walt nodded. "Yes we do. That's true. But that's for sex. That's not for love. When it comes to love we don't care about looks."

She shrugged. Maybe that was true. Patrick's husband was short, fat and bald and Walt had dated more than one guy who Alice had thought was ugly. She drew herself up and said, "It's fine. Fine! It was just a fantasy. I never even imagined for a second that I had a chance with him."

She wasn't sure that Walt believed her, but it was the truth. While she had fantasized about him over and over again she had never, for a single second thought that her fantasies would come true. It had just come as a blow that the first man that she had found attractive in over a year was a model.

Walt stayed for a few more minutes and they finished up the bottle of wine. By the time that he left Alice felt as if she had been pulled through the ringer. She took of her clothes and left them lying on the living room floor as she made her way to the shower. It was time for bed.

Chapter Six

She was woken during the night by a high-pitched noise. At first she didn't know what it was. It was only when someone passed her front door and banged on it that she realized that it was the smoke alarm in the hall. She got up quickly, put on the tennis shoes that she'd left by the door and pulled her coat on over the t-shirt she was wearing.

In the hall the people from the floor above her were coming down the stairs and Brad from across the hall was waiting for them to pass. She asked him, "Is it really a fire?" He shrugged his shoulders. "I have no idea. I haven't seen any smoke."

The man who had passed with his wife turned back and said, "There was smoke on our floor. It looked like it was coming down from the roof."

That made her heart pound in fear and Alice went quickly down the stairs behind them. Just as she was going out the front door a fireman was coming in. He asked if anyone was left in the building and her neighbor answered that he didn't know. Two more firemen came in after the first and Alice went down the front steps and across the road to join the others.

She stopped, turned and stared back at her building and gasped when she saw flames on the roof. She raised her hand to her mouth to stifle the sob that wanted to escape. Everything she owned, everything she valued, was in that apartment. She didn't care much about her clothes and she didn't have any jewelry, what she really cared about were the pictures of her brother who had died when she was thirteen.

"It's okay. They'll put it out."

She turned to the soft voice and was shocked to see that it was the stranger. She looked down and saw that he was only wearing a pair of white boxer briefs, and he was standing so close to her that she could feel the heat rolling off his bare chest.

She had to force her eyes away from his chest but it was just as bad when their eyes met. She felt her heart stumble in her chest. He smiled at her and just one corner of his mouth came up. "Hi."

She pulled her eyes from his mouth. "Hi."

He reached out his hand towards her. "I'm Harry." Her hand was limp in his. It felt like her bones had turned to jelly as she said, "Alice." He let go of her hand and smiled again. "Hi Alice."

Her mouth was so dry that she felt the need to cough but she pushed it down and turned back to look at the building. The fire department had a ladder truck in front of the building and a fireman with a hose was slowly making his way up the ladder.

Alice felt as if she might still be asleep. In front of her she could see that her apartment building was on fire, but she no longer cared. All she could focus on was the man standing next to her. Her ears were attuned to every sound he made. She heard the soft sound of his breathing, and felt against her arm the slight rise and fall that his chest made. He was so warm even half-naked that she felt it through the wool of her coat sleeve. She felt warm as well and yet parts of her were trembling. When a slight breeze picked up his scent and brought it to her nose she felt almost dizzy with desire.

"Are you okay?"

She turned to him. She didn't say anything she only stared. Her eyes darted between his mouth and his eyes. She didn't know what to focus on. She wanted so badly to bite the plump, fullness of his bottom lip and yet she felt as if she wanted to drown in the blueness of his eyes.

She didn't know what would have happened had a loud noise not startled her. She jumped and turned back to the apartment to see that the part of the roof where the air conditioners had been had collapsed. The noise had been the huge machines plummeting into the apartment just below. "Oh my God," she said and heard Harry make a sound of agreement. His hand came up, grasped her elbow, and pulled her closer to him. She went willingly. His height, muscular physique and warmth were comforting.

It took more than an hour for the fire fighters to put out the fire. When they finally did only the top apartment had been damaged but they wouldn't let anyone back in the building even just to collect their clothes. The owner of the building said that he would put them up at a hotel and while Alice was grateful for that she just wanted her own bed. The owner said that he had called for cabs they would be there in a minute and walked away.

Alice looked down and said, "I can't believe I have to go to a hotel in a t-shirt, sneakers and coat." Harry laughed and splayed his hands to indicate his body. "Hey at least you have the coat. Look at me!" She did and what she saw made her mouth go dry again. The front of his boxers was tented. Either the material was bunched up or he had a slight erection. When his hands came down and he clasped his hands together in front of his groin she knew it wasn't the material.

She looked back up at him and their eyes met again. Slowly he reached out and traced his finger over her bottom lip. Without thinking she parted her lips and he sent the tip of his middle finger in to touch her tongue. She met his finger with her tongue and then bit down. His eyes widened slightly and she opened her mouth again so that he could move his finger in deeper. As he did so he stepped forward until his chest was crushing the front of her coat.

She began sucking softly on his finger and she heard his breath speed up. Something brushed against the front of her and she looked down to see that his hand was on her coat and was pulling it open. Her hips moved towards him and his hot, rough hand reached out to touch her. Her t-shirt ended at the tops of her thighs and his hand brushed her leg. She sucked in her breath, which caused his finger to sink deeper into her mouth. He leaned forward until his mouth was only inches from his finger in her mouth. He opened it to say something and that was when she realized that a line of cabs was pulling up to the curb in front of them.

She reached up and pulled his finger from her mouth. She knew her face was red with embarrassment and she made a move to step away, but his hand, which was still touching her thigh, went around to her back and he pulled her to his side. He coat was open because his hand was under it and she felt the cold night air against her legs. She started to look down to see how exposed she was and then realized that whatever she saw would only embarrass her further, so she didn't.

Harry moved, with his arm still around her, and ushered her towards the last cab. She got in and felt his hand on her ass guiding her in. She was barely in the seat before he was sitting next to her and she tried to pull her coat closed but he was sitting on it. They sat in silence as the building's owner paid each of the drivers and directed them to a hotel two blocks away. He leaned in each car and told them that there rooms were paid for and he would have someone out to fix the building as soon as the fire department gave him the okay.

Neither she nor Harry responded and he quickly left. Alice turned to look at the apartment and just as she did Harry reached out and grabbed her hand. She turned back to look and watched as he twined his fingers with hers. He put his other hand over both of them. He didn't say anything and neither did she. She didn't want to do anything that would spoil the moment.

A few minutes later the line of cabs pulled away, and as their cab made a left at the end of the street their hands shifted, and she felt the heat of his fabric-covered cock brush up against her knuckles. The heat coming off him there was nuclear and her hand felt as if it had been burned. She didn't look at him but she didn't pull away either and when a dip in the road meant that her hand brushed more firmly up against him, she let it.

They stopped at a light and she shifted in her seat. She was so wet that it felt like she must be wetting the seat beneath her. She swore that she could smell herself and she thought that Harry had to be able to as well. She turned to look at him and saw that his face was tilted down and his eyes were fastened on his cock, which was now thrusting out against the front of his boxers.

Alice didn't give herself time to think she just pulled her fingers from his and reached out to touch him through the fabric. He gasped softly and looked up at her. His pupils were dilated and his mouth was open. She saw the perfect white of his teeth in the faint light. She pressed her hand more firmly against him and he shifted his hips up towards her. Gently she squeezed and a hiss of breath escaped him. She reached down and cupped his balls. His eyes closed for a second before popping open again. She could read the question in his eyes, but she didn't have an answer.

She looked down and with her right hand she gently peeled back the soft cotton. His cock sprang out from it and she almost gasped at the size of it. It was magnificent, long and thick with a drop of pre-cum already leaking out. Without a seconds hesitation she leaned forward and licked the drop of moisture off him. She felt his thighs stiffen and his chest quiver against her arm. She looked up from his gorgeous cock and the eyes that were staring back at her were full of lust and longing.

She bent her head again and this time she took him into her mouth.

The taste of him, salty and sweet at the same time, made her pussy contract and she felt a sudden spurt of liquid pour out to soak her panties. She hummed with the sensation and the vibration of it must have felt good because for the first time he moaned. It was the same moan that she had heard him make that night with the blonde, but this time it was Alice. It was her mouth that was sucking on his cock and making him moan with the pleasure of it.

Wanting to please him more than ever she sucked more of him into her mouth. There was no way that she could fit all of him, but she made sure not to miss anything. She used her right hand to grasp his hard cock and move softly over it as her mouth sucked at the tip of him, while with her left she squeezed gently on his sack that hung heavy between his legs.

But it wasn't enough so she pulled away. She moved to get down in the floorboard in front of him and that was when she looked up and saw that the cab driver was looking back at her. He had his rearview mirror pointed down and he had been watching her. She should have been mortified, but she was too turned on by that point to care. Instead she smiled at him and looked up at Harry to see that he was watching her and the driver.

She smiled at Harry and went to her knees in front of him and before he could move she had taken his hot, fat cock back into her mouth. This time he didn't try to be quiet as he moaned and Alice hummed again against his cock. He groaned again and his hand came out to tangle in her hair. He moved it so that he put pressure on the back of her head and he helped her find the rhythm that he liked.

The more that he moaned the more turned on she became. Her panties were soaking and even with the smell of him flooding her nose she could still smell her own juices. She reached down, stuck two fingers inside her panties, and started rubbing her clit. It felt so good that she moaned with it and Harry, who was watching her, said, "Yeah. Touch yourself baby. Rub your pussy while you suck me."

His words turned her on even more, which she hadn't thought was possible. She ground her pussy against he fingers while trying to concentrate on the rhythm of her mouth on his cock. She could feel him growing even harder in her mouth and she pulled back a little. She let go of his sack and pulled her hair back from her face. She titled her head back slightly and leaned forward. His cock went even further into her mouth and she had to tamp down the gag reflex that threatened.

Harry shifted, groaned again, this time loud and long, the groan of a man on the edge and she sped up her motions just as he reached forward and pinched her nipple through the thin material of her t-shirt.

With a snap her control broke and she came in great, gushing waves. She tried not to bite down on him but she must have anyway because he hissed in pain, but before she could ease up she felt his cock jerk and then he was coming in her mouth.

It hit the back of her throat and her instinct was to swallow but his cock was still there so she couldn't. For a second she started to panic, but before she could Harry pulled out and she was able to swallow the thick creaminess that he left behind.