Accidental Surrogate for Alpha
I pull my legs up, wrapping my arms around my knees and staring steadily at the blank television screen.
“Does the tv work?” I ask, my voice shaking a little despite myself.
“I…don’t know…” Roger replies, his tone curious. “Do you want me to try it?”
“Mmmhmm!” I say, my hum an octave higher than it would usually be. Slowly, Roger stands up and moves to the TV, treating me to the opportunity to scan the broad muscles of his back, which sweep downward to a trim waist. He even has two little dimples on either side of his spine right above his perfect ass…