Adam asks Abbie for a blowjob

Adam could still taste Abbie on his lips. It felt so good to him, he couldn't focus on his own moral compass. He just wanted more.

"Do you want to ... do anything else?" Adam asked, instantly feeling awkward.

Abbie chuckled. "What did you have in mind?"

Adam shook his head, laughing at himself. "No, it sounds foolish. Forget it."

Abbie shrugged. "My question still stands. What did you have in mind?"

Adam looked at her. "You've gotten me a bit worked up," he said.

"Surely you've gotten yourself worked up," Abbie replied with a smirk. "But I don't mind being at least partially responsible." She winked at him.

Adam closed his eyes for a moment, putting his thoughts together. "If I'm going to think about you, if I'm going to fantasize that we shared an intimate moment, then we may as well actually share an intimate moment, don't you think?" He opened his eyes again and looked at her.

"I think we are sharing an intimate moment."

"True," said Adam with a nod. "And if we both have the imagination to make more of it in our minds, then we ought to be willing to make more of it in reality. Wouldn't you agree?"

"I would," Abbie said, smiling. "So that imagination of yours. What story is it telling you?"

Adam took hold of one of Abbie's arms, which had been draped around his shoulders. He pulled her arm down, holding her palm against his chest. He lowered it, slowly down his chest, toward his abdomen and waist.

Abbie blushed, but didn't resist. "I think I know," she said. "But you should probably tell me just to make sure."

"Kissing you was extraordinary. Your confidence, your comfort, your embrace, all felt so right, even if they're not. In my imagination, you would feel my body, feel how you've aroused me in this moment. You would want to hold me, take me in your hands ... take me in your mouth."

As Adam spoke, Abbie moved her hand on her own, sliding it past his stomach, past his belt, and to where she felt the bulge of his penis underneath his pants. She softly ran her fingers along him, feeling his hard shaft pushing against the cloth that separated them.

Abbie bent her knees, lowering her body down until her eyes were at the same level as her hand, still fondling him gently all the while. She carefully unzipped his pants, and slid one hand inside, feeling around until she found the opening at the front of his boxers. She slid her hand into those as well, finally touching his body, his skin, his hair. She took hold of his dick, and gradually pulled it through the openings in both his underwear and pants.

Adam's cock was almost completely hard, and as Abbie lightly stroked it, she felt it twitch under her fingers. His skin was dark, his dick was thick, the head of it almost shining from being stretched and taut from his erection.

"Would you ..." Adam began. "Would you take me in your mouth?" he asked, almost whispering.