"Oh."

He then breathed a rather shaky sigh of appreciation. Like most men, I think he thought he was being subtle and failed spectacularly, but I wasn't about to point it out. It was so unbelievably erotic having him hover over me, quietly moaning his appreciation of my body, smelling his manly scent. I was so turned on that I was beginning to wonder if he could smell the pheromones that were undoubtedly pouring off me right now.

Eventually, the pretence could go on no longer and he moved away. He stood behind my chair for a few moments as we spoke feebly about the information we had just "looked...