Ashley

"Ashley will be demonstrating on him instead." The boys in the group perked up at this. They were usually bored with Ashley's attitude. They way she talked to them as boys was uncomfortably backwards, and obviously an attempt to sound like an immature, inexperienced teenager, but this was different. She was going to jerk him off in from of them? Was she some kind of slut? Whether this was a sad plea at relevance or not they didn't mind, as they were immature young men themselves seeing a girl as a way of pleasure.

Ashley walked over to Nate and held out her hand near his penis.

"Ready?" she said. He gulped and nodded in response and she grasped it. She hadn't given a handjob since she was younger. She had outgrown the age where most girls settled for them, keeping their boyfriends libidos satisfied until they felt like they had found the right one, not knowing that if they required a handjob to remain faithful, they usually weren't. But it was enough for a few nights out and the idea of being in a relationship. Also she was a member of the church now and had committed to an idea of purity, but really she was just too old to feel comfortable dating guys her age.

She looked at Nate's body as she stroked him. He wasn't fit, but he wasn't out of shape either. He had that skinny physique that either became mildly out of shape in one's 30s or 40s or stayed with a poor diet or mild exercise. He was that quiet kid that grew up into a quiet adult. She wondered if he would be interested in her, as old as she was (she wasn't old enough to be thinking that), if he could be persuaded into holding onto that physique, as if her had any choice. It was like the physique of a 90s rock singer. She used to be really into that music when she was younger. She used to think all of those singers were so hot and emotionally sensitive. She wondered if Nate would be interested in a physical relationship with her. He probably wasn't any good in bed, but he could learn if he knew she could make him feel good in return. It wouldn’t be right, but that was kind of fun. He began getting hard in her hand. She forgot what it felt like to hold a cock. It made her feel young.

'Wow!' Nate thought, reading her mind. He didn't know what to say to that, what could he say? He couldn't say anything. She didn't know that he knew, and she probably didn't mean that anyway. Just things she was thinking in the moment. 'Still...' he thought. He made sure to remember that as it might be useful in the future.