He wiped at his forehead, then grabbing the bottom of his tank top lifted it up to wipe his face. Oh, for Christ's sake I thought, he'd been watching too much porn. Nevertheless I found myself staring at his chiseled tanned stomach and felt my heart begin to beat faster. While my eyes devoured his body I noticed a drip of sweat running down his stomach and had the desire to lean forward and lick it off of him. I lowered my gaze and realized immediately that was a bad move.

My face was just about level with his crotch and not for the first time I wondered if he...