Oblige.

Belinda kneels there sexily, licking her lips, while you start stroking yourself in order to encourage a hard-on. As exciting as the situation is, you don't seem to be hardening appreciably, probably due to your nervousness, guilt, and some performance anxiety. You're certainly not used to a sexy woman like Belinda eying your penis while you try to get hard.

After a while, Belinda seems to be getting impatient and disappointed. "You're not some kind of sissy, are you? Come on, get it up for me and I'll take care of it for you."

This offer makes you redouble your efforts, but it also seems to make you more anxious and you still have no luck. Belinda starts undoing the buttons on her shirt, revealing an ample bosom confined in a lacy black bra. She unbuttons the clasp in the front, revealing a perfect pair of breasts.

Even that doesn't seem to be able to do the trick. You can't believe this. Normally a strong breeze can get you hard and now you're stroking away with a beautiful woman on her knees in front of you, promising you sex, and your penis remains stubbornly limp.

Belinda gets up and refastens her bra and buttons her shirt. "Wait," you say, "I just need a bit more time."

"It's okay," she replies and kisses you on the cheek, "Not all men can be studs. It's nothing to be ashamed of." And with that, she turns and walks out, closing the door behind you, leaving you humiliated with your pants around your ankles.

You pull your pants back up and lie on your new bed, irritated and frustrated. You must have dozed off for a bit because the next thing you know there's a knock on your door and you're startled out of sleep.