Mark was on his knees in bed, his dick harder than he remembered it being in years. The natural length and bend of his arms meant his right hand fell naturally just inches from the erection that was oh-too-familiar with his touch. Unconsciously, his hand gripped the heat and hardness of his desperate manhood. He knew he could quickly stroke out a satisfying, explosive, orgasm that would relieve the incessant tingling between his legs.

But while his willing right hand fell inches from his erection, Jenn teased his thigh with her red-painted toes and long, smooth, gorgeous, naked leg. His eyes traced a path from that teasing foot, up that...