“If I could do anything to Melanie, I’d take her ass.”

“At the risk of sounding really nasty, I’d love to have Melanie’s ass.” The other four look at Robert in surprise. He pretends not to notice their expressions as he continues. “I've always liked the curve of her hips and the way her ass looks in those low riding hip huggers she wears. I’d catch her alone and pull her into the locker room so I could kiss and nip at her neck, then work my way down to her hips, bathing them with my tongue as I slide my hand in her pants to finger her off. Once she came, I would slowly pull down her pants and those grey thongs she loves to wear and use her juices to relax and open her ass up for a couple of fingers. When I get her nice and relaxed, I’d slowly work my cock into her, taking my time so I don’t hurt her…holding on to her hips as I massage her clit and relish the feeling of her tight hole…”

Robert takes a deep breath, dreading this last revelation most of all but bound to follow through. He keeps going, afraid to stop, afraid he might loose his cool. “As for Anna, I’ve never had the nerve to say this, but I've always thought she was the sexiest, most beautiful girl I've ever met.” Anna’s brown eyes widen in surprise as she looks at Robert. He continues, afraid to look at her. “If she were my lover, I’d want to give her the works. I’d take her out on a nice romantic date and talk to her, get to know what she thinks and dreams as I drink in her words, her smell, her essence. Then, if she deems me worthy, I’d take her someplace nice with a large bed. Put some music in the background and hold her close, my eyes tasting her as I undress her, not stopping until my hands touch every inch of her creamy brown skin. Not content enough to touch it, I’d want to taste it, kissing and licking my way from her forehead to her feet. Then I’d…like to tie her arms to the bed…with her consent of course,” Robert adds, hearing the shocked gasps of his friends. All of them are stunned to see this side of Robert. He was always the shy, quiet, smart one of the group…to hear him open himself up like this was completely astounding.

“Once Anna was comfortably and securely tied down, I’d make her my sensual playground…toys, ice, hot wax, feathers, kisses, cold metal beads…whatever it took so I could hear her soft voice catch in her throat as she fights off her orgasm until she can fight it no longer. Then I’d gather her in my arms, holding her until she came down…then I’d kiss her softly as I enter her, taking all the time I need to enjoy her…and I must confess…I would love to see her smile at me as I spray my cum on her…maybe on her belly, her perfect breasts…maybe even her face and her lovely red hair…anyways, once everything was said and done, I’d untie her, rubbing and kissing her wrists as I held her close to me until she asked me to let her go…”

Robert nearly collapses at the weight of his revelations. After a couple of beats, he stands up, still not making eye contact. “I need a drink. Be right back.” He gets up and goes to the kitchen.

The rest of the group sits there for a few moments before Sophie breaks the silence. "So, who's next?"