Just by looking at him, you'd think that he was like all other guys. Talking to him was a different story. He was the type of guy to stimulate all your senses, feelings, emotions, wants.... Just the type to make you wonder. Ty could get any chick he wanted and Sasha knew that she was definitely out of his league. He was the strong type, the type to be sensitive enough with his woman and tough enough with his boys. They worked together, but not on the same shift and somehow they became friends.
They called each other often just to check on the other, or sometimes, just to talk, or even just to hear the others' voice. As the days and weeks went by, the conversations grew deeper and deeper until they just about knew the others' life history. They were the closest of friends and very attracted to the other. Neither wanted to make the first move, so they just hung out where ever and did anything friends would do. One night after leaving a party, Sasha was a little too tipsy to drive home so Ty offered to drive her.
She invited him in for more drinks and told him to get comfortable. They laughed and talked and silence filled the room. Ty told Sasha to sit beside him and she did so without hesitation. Now, knowing that drinking always excites her, she wondered how this night would end. Ty began to give her a massage and she relaxed and closed her eyes. Slowly drifting away to another world where she and Ty had made love endless times before. Ty continued to rub her shoulders and back. He leaned closer to her and just the thought of him being near her made her panties wet. He moved her hair back to expose her shoulders that held nothing. The strap to her shirt had fallen, but she didn't care.
