"Call the boy!" He said as he passed her on the way to the shower. Her friend from college, (a former and still occasional lover, or at least a fine distraction) had been visiting for a few days, and all she had done in that time was ponder and procrastinate over calling her latest interest; he was tired of hearing it. Not that he minded another male getting her attention, there was plenty to go around, but he hated to hear her talk herself out of things.nn"But.you know. what if he doesn't call me back? Or does but blows me off.he's a little out of my league babe." Following behind him, she dodged his shirt and jeans as he casually tossed them off.nn"It sounds to me like you need a little confidence boaster." He replied, tossing his boxers aside before a little smirk crossed his face. "Go get our friend.we'll have your courage up in no time" and he turned on the water. "Our friend" was what the pair casually called one of her toys: a large and perhaps menacing black rubber dildo.nnShe gave a smile, not quite sure quite what her favorite strap on had to do with anything, but she hadn't put it to use in a while, so she stripped, knowing he was watching from the crack in the bathroom door as he toweled himself off, and slid the harness on. Taking a seat on the bed, she stroked it lightly, teasing it like a lover. Putting it on did have an effect on her; it is hard not to feel powerful while wielding a big, thick cock and soon her curiosity and apprehension were replaced with impatience for its use. Before she could call for him, the door opened and he walked in, his naked skin still glistening with the moisture of the steamy shower, his shaft stiff and swollen, wobbling slightly as he moved across the floor and sank to his knees in front of her opened legs. His eyes, wide, soft, and willing, met hers as his lips wrapped around the thick rubber crown, his tongue running beneath the underside as he worked her into his mouth.