“You look different without your beard.” Gray mumbled, then he smoothed moisturizer over my skin with his warm hands. They felt so soft against my skin, and in a moment of horror I realized I was becoming aroused. I kept my hands in my lap and hoped Gray wouldn’t notice.
When Gray was done applying the cream, he turned away from me for a moment and dug through his makeup kit. His round, firm ass was inches away, and I felt my mouth grow dry. I had to distract myself, so I hummed my character’s aria from the second act of the opera. Cosi Fan Tutte was a comedic opera with an edge, exposing how fragile love really was. The two main male characters dress up in disguise to impersonate foreigners. Then, after their own fiancées don’t recognize them, they seduce each other’s girlfriends, and to
