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Wednesday, 25 December 2019

Pride before a Fall - Entanglement Perspectives : Part 31 – Jane and Andy 11:40 Sunday morning

Part 31 of "Pride before a Fall - Entanglement Perspectives".   Part 1 can be found at https://amandablogtest.blogspot.com/2019/06/pride-before-fall-entanglement_25.html .   Andy's inspirational original artwork can be found at http://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.com/2018/04/new-art-pride-before-fall.html .   Please leave comments.

Part  31  – Jane and Andy  11:40 Sunday morning  



Jane was clean, powdered and perfumed, although even with a blow dry, there was little Andy had been able to do with her hair.  She still wore her steel collar. She curled up in her Superking bed.   The bed was warm but she shivered and shook.   The shock of what had happened was now hitting her.  

“Hold me, honey.”  Jane’s words were rather slurred.  She sounded tipsy and she hadn’t been very stable on her feet although Andy had at first put that down to her being in suspension bondage for several hours.

“Yes, Auntie.”   Andy snuggled up behind her and pressed his smooth chest against her back. He had showered and fixed his make-up as soon he’d got Jane settled.   He was powdered too and had doused himself in Coco Mademoiselle before getting into bed beside her. Like his Auntie, he still wore a shiny steel collar around his neck since he had not been able to find the keys.  Andy’s arms circled her waist and cupped the underside of her breasts.  Jane felt secure and safe for the first time in many hours. 

“You schmell nice, Amanda” Jane mumbled. She was home with her beautiful boy.  Jane relaxed in his warmth and farted.

“Shorry, honey.   It comesh from wearing that tunnel plug for so long. I know you cleaned me but I must be full of air down there.”

“Don’t worry, Auntie.”

“Do you have the shame problem, Amanda?”  Jane reached a hand round and felt Andy’s bottom.  Her middle finger touched something hard.  “You’re still plugged, darling!   You’re such a good girl.”

“Yes, Auntie.”

“You don’t need to be.  You’re home now.  You can take ‘William’ out.”

“Really?  I’ve got quite used to it.   I had been hoping you would take it out for me.” 

“Shorry, darling.”   Her hand moved to his front and tried to cup his balls.  “Shtill tethered!”

“Yes.”

“You don’t need to be.” 

“Thank you, Auntie.   Let me go to the bathroom.”   A couple of minutes later there was a rustle at the bedside table and Andy was back.   He cuddled her again.

“So it was Mr.V?”

“Yes, Auntie.”  

“Wasz he nice?” asked Jane wondering how he would know about the auction.

“Yes, Auntie.”  Andy stroked the cleft between Jane’s breasts.

“Did you like him?

“Yes, Auntie.”

“Wasz he kind?

“Yes, Auntie?”

“Wasz he gentle?”

“Yes, Auntie.”   One of Andy’s hands stroked Jane’s neck while the other fondled her breasts.   “He was lovely.”

“Doesh he have a nice cock?”

“Really, Auntie!” squeaked Andy indignantly.

“Well doesh he?”

“Yes, Auntie.”

“Wasz it nice to get reacquainted with it after your last eshcapade?”

“Well ….”   Andy thought that this was a bit rich given that he’d only met Harry because she had lent him as a maid to Rebecca. 

“Did he…?”

“Did he what, Auntie?”

“Did he fuck you, dear?”

“No, Auntie.”   A note of sadness seemed to sound in Andy’s voice.   “No, no he didn’t.”  

Jane recoiled in surprise.    “But, I thought…… “    Jane felt Andy squeeze her tightly. 

“No, Auntie.”

“But I ashshumed ….”

“No, Auntie.”

“But didn’t he want to?”

“Yes, I know he did.   But he didn’t.”

“What!  I don’t undershtand.  ”

“He said it seemed wrong.”

“Did you want him to?”

There was a pause before Andy replied.   “Maybe.”   Another pause.   “No.  Yes.  Yes, I did.”

“Maybe, No, Yesh.  What kind of answer is that?”

“I’m so confused, Auntie.   Yes, I think I did.   Last night was so strange.   I kept thinking I was going to get fucked.  And then they were fucking you ……”

“No they didn’t.” 

“But I heard you being fucked, Auntie.”

“It wasn’t me.  They plugged and vibrated me later but never fucked me.   And I got pissed and shat on as you saw.”

“Really?”

“But what about you?   I’m sure you’d have been ready for him after taking that big cock?”

“I didn’t!” exclaimed Andy.

“What?”

“No, Auntie.  I never did.    I heard you being fucked.”

“It wasn’t me.”

“So who was it, Auntie?”

“I don’t know.  But it wasn’t me.  So what did happen with Mr.V?”

“We chatted.  He made me a hot chocolate.  He sucked my cock.”

“He did what?”

“He sucked my cock.”

“Really?  Oooh!” Jane felt quite excited at the thought of her pretty girl being fellated.  

“We chatted some more.  And we had a bit of a cuddle.”

“And that was all?”

“Pretty much.  I said I felt tired and he offered to put me to bed.”

“Oh yes …”

“No, not like that.  It was strange, I almost wanted it to happen.  I think we both did.  But he said it would be wrong.  He didn’t want to feel like he’d bought me.”

“But he had.”

“I guess. In a way.  But I knew what he meant: it didn’t seem right somehow.   And anyway, I love you.”

“Thank you darling.”   Jane felt something moist fall on her back and then a slight sob.  “Don’t cry, darling,” although there was a tear in her own eye at his kind and loving words.  “And don’t worry.  It will happen sometime.”

“I know. And he is very nice.  But I don’t want to lose you.”

“You won’t honey.   I’ll always be here.”

“Thank you, Auntie.  

“You’re so sweet.  Come here.”   Jane turned round and kissed Andy on the lips, then curled up again with her back to him.

“I’ll still wear a butt plug for you.  Whenever you want me I’ll be plugged and willing.”  

“Oh, you silly goose.   You don’t need to do that although it would be nice.   Are you sure it isn’t so you’re also ready for Mr.V?”

“I don’t know.   I would like him to.  It would seem natural.   He is lovely.    Would it really be all right with you?  I don’t want to hurt you.”

 “It wouldn’t hurt me at all, darling.    In fact I think it would be good for you.   If he’s nice and you like him that’s fine.  It certainly doesn’t sound like he just wants casual sex.”

“No.  He is nice.   Oh, you should see him Auntie, he is very handsome.   And he’s clever.  Very clever.”

“Yes, I know Amanda.   Remember, I have met him at the office.   He is one of our clients.”

 “Oh, yes.   Will that cause you a problem?”

“No I don’t think so.”

“Although you do need to think about where this leaves you with William.”

“Yes, William,” Andy mused.  “I took it out when I was with Mr.V.”

“Not that ‘William', silly.   I meant the William.”

“Yes.   I still like William lots.  William’s very special to me.   But Mr.V’s different.  He’s sophisticated.”

“And lots of girls your age have older lovers.”  

“He’s not that old.  Just a bit older.”

“Yes, dear.   Do you mean younger than me?”

“No, Auntie.  Well, yes Auntie.   I mean …” Andy stumbled.

“It’s OK honey.   I’d just thought William might have been your first.   Older lovers tend to be more considerate though.  Strapons are nice but I think you'll find cock is nicer.”

"Maybe, Auntie," said Andy dreamily thinking about Mr.V.  "But I've always been very satisfied."   He  snuggled closer to Jane and stroked her nipples.  Jane could feel something stirring and pressing between her thighs.   “We never did get our dance at the Gala, Auntie.”

“I know, darling.   You looked so pretty last night and I'd been so looking forward to taking out William and giving you a night to remember.   But I think I’m too tired.   Shorry if you missed out last night. ”

“Don’t worry Auntie.   Every evening is a night to remember with you,”  he said giving his Aunt a hug.

“That’s so sweet, honey.  Do you really remember every time?”

“I think so.”

“You know I said about how older lovers can be more considerate.”

“And you always were Auntie.  Right from that first night when I learned that I need never touch my cock again …..”

“Yes, darling.   But younger ones can be too.   Girls have needs, if you’d still like a little dance.   “It’s strange, I feel tired.  Too tired to make love to you but alert and bit wired.   Have you ever thought you might lead?”

“But I’ve never…” 

“Well there’s always a first time.” 

“Are you sure, Auntie?”

“Yes, darling.  And I do feel very empty after that tunnel plug.”

“There, Auntie?  “But that would mean …”

“Yes, honey.  You may.”

“But there, Auntie?”   

“Yes.  Your tongue does a perfectly good job in the other area and I’d never be able to look your mother in the eye again”   Andy kissed the back her neck.  Jane could feel him stiffening.   He nibbled her ear.

“Is your harness in the usual drawer?”

“Darling, I’m not expecting you to wear my strapon.  That’s just for you and my girlfriends.  You’re perfectly equipped, honey.  I want you to be Andy not Amanda, at least for a while.     The condoms are in the bedside drawer.   And don’t worry about foreplay darling, after last night, I’m ready.”

Andy moved away and flipped on the bedside light for a few moments. He had never felt prouder but anxiety started to fill him.    He was soon back cuddling her but although his cock pressed against her buttock cheeks it remained in its semi-erect state.  “Sorry Auntie, I’m not sure I can get hard enough.”

“Don’t worry honey.   Let me help.”   Jane reached behind and touched Andy’s cock.

“No, Auntie.   You’ve said I shouldn’t and I don’t want to go back to that.” 

“You’re right dear.    Did Mr.V make you cum?”

“Yes, Auntie”

“Oh well done, darling.   That must have been nice.  My pretty girl has been fellated.”

“Yes, Auntie. Twice.   He came too.”

“Did he, now?   So you left him with lipstick on his cock.”

“Yes, Auntie. ”

“Good girl.   I think I know what you need, honey.”

“What’s that Auntie?”

“A little something to help you.   Maybe you shouldn’t have taken William out.”

“Do you want me to put William back?”

“Well you could.   But I was thinking more about your harness and maybe your Hush.” 

“The harness too?”

“Of course.  You don’t want Hush slipping out.  After wearing William for so long, it may not stay put.  And the cock ring of the harness will help too.   It’s in my ‘special drawer’.”

“But this should be about you.”

“Don’t worry.   I’ve helped you get to this.  Having men attracted to you is the greatest compliment to my skills.   It might have been humiliating but you saw the reaction at the auction yesterday.  You are beautiful and a very sexy girl.

“Thank you Auntie.  I do love being Amanda.”  

“But just for a few moments, be a boy for me.”   Jane felt Andy pull away, get out of the bed and pad across the room to the set of drawers where she kept her toys.  

“Do you need the light on?”

“No it’s OK.  Found it.”  There was a slight gasp.  “All in place”

“That didn’t take long,” she said as Andy nestled beside her again.   “All that fuss yesterday afternoon.”

“But Auntie, I’ve been wearing William for hours.”

“It’s a shame for Mr.V.   He’d have slipped in so nicely.   Now I just need something else.”

Andy came round to her side of the bed.  “Don‘t worry, I’ve got my mobile for you.”  Andy unlocked his phone.

“Thank you, honey.”  Before Andy could open the Lovense app, Jane took the phone from him.   Oh dear!  What are these?”  Jane scrolled through photos in the gallery.  “Did you take these?”

“Yes, Auntie.”

“Is that really how I looked?  I suppose you wanted to show me how they’d left me?”

Andy hesitated.   “Er, yes, Auntie,” he stumbled.  

“Well let’s get rid of the nasty things.”   She selected and deleted.   “There.  All gone. Now let me get the App going.   Let’s see what Hush can help you do.   Really!  Sucked off twice: you are a naughty girl!   Give me a cuddle again.”   

Andy curled against her back and felt a wave of relief.   He gave a little inward smile remembering that he’d already uploaded the gallery to Dropbox.  “Ooooh!” and a deeper wave of pleasure took him as his Hush connected and started to pulse.

“That’s a good girl.  You may still be a sissy virgin, but Auntie knows what you like.  There will come a day when you find you prefer cock to plugs and strapons but thankfully not yet.” 

Jane lengthened the frequency but increased the intensity of the Hush’s throbbings.  As her beautiful protégée went back to stroking her back she soon felt stirrings.   “That’s right honey.”  Andy started to frot against her bottom.    “Think of Mr.V’s cock in your mouth.   Did you take a little drink at the end.”

“Yes, Auntie. “

“Was his cum nice?”

“A bit salty.  I gagged a little when the first drops hit the back of my throat.  But yes.  Yes, it was nice.   I drank it all.”

“Good girl.”

“He kissed me after.  He said ‘Thank you’.”

“See.   Now think of William inside you. Or maybe you’d prefer Mr.V.  He’d probably make a stronger lover than William.  I sometimes wonder whether I need to feminise that boy too.  You’d make such a pretty couple.”

“No, Auntie.  Please don’t.”

“As you will.  But unless, he makes a move soon, I will induct him.  I do so want a third tattoo.   You and William would look so sweet together, but a girl like you needs a proper man.   A man like Mr.V could surely look after you both.”

“No, Mr.V isn’t like that.  Nor is William.”   Andy started to wonder what William would look like if he had his hair tidied and wore a bit of make-up.  He would look pretty.   Andy’s cock hardened.   

“Honey, don’t be silly.  Amanda is lovely.  You could make a boyfriend or girlfriend very happy.”

“Oh Auntie!  I’ve never thought of William in that way.”   And he hadn’t.  He always thought of himself surrendering himself to William.  In whatever scenario he dreamed about, it was always William who would take the lead. But a pretty, feminised William might be different.  After all, he would be the more experienced sissy.  Andy’s cock stood up as he thought for the first time ever about the possibility of him being the top, mounting William and making love to him.   Andy stopped.   A thought had struck him.  His Aunt already had a tattoo.  “Auntie, if you haven’t yet got a tattoo for me, who is the one you’ve got for?”

“Oh, just someone from a few years back.  I wasn’t a member of the Sisterhood then but they said it still counted.”

“But who is it?”

Jane turned down the Hush “That’sh a little shecret.”  

“A sissy like me?”

“Rather older.  And I wouldn’t call her a shissy.  Someone who’s very happy.”

“Oh.”

“You shometimes shee them.”

“Do you mean they’re a girl?”

“Well, a woman.  Yesh.   They’re now a woman.”

“But I don’t want to be a girl.  Well, I do but you know what I mean.”

“Honey, there’s no problem.  Thish girl just wanted to stay as a girl.   Just because you look like a girl and enjoy being a girl doeshn’t mean you can’t have the best of both worlds. You can be Amanda and Andy. It’s your decshision.” 

“Thank you Auntie.”  Andy was distracted.  He was trying to think who the woman might be.  Had the sissy gone all the way?  His cock started to go limp at the thought.  

Jane felt Andy’s penis soft in the cleft of her buttocks. “Try and stay focusshed, darling.”  A jolt brought Andy back.   The vibrating butt plug started to purr in his bottom again: Jane had turned his Hush back up.   “Shince he seemed to get you excited, think of Mr.V being nice and hard for you again.”  Andy started to harden.  “Think of him pushing and tickling your bottom with the tip of his cock. Think of him presshing against you.”    Jane turned the Hush to a pulse setting.  “And you nice and hard for me.”   As the Hush surged and subsided, surged and subsided, Andy’s penis straightened and became hard.   “His cock head’s in.  You can feel his shaft sliding in your bumhole.  And now he’s in deep.  Think of his body banging against your bottom.” 

“Oh, Auntie!”  Andy arched backwards as if in ecstasy.  How could his Aunt know what he wanted so badly?  He wanted Mr.V inside him.   His cock pressed forward ready to invade His Aunt, his glans nestling against the sides of her gaping ring.  He could fuck his beloved Mistress like he longed to be sodomised by his handsome lover.  

“I’m ready, honey.   Now go as deep as you can.  Then stay still inside me.  I want to feel the warmth of your balls against me.  I want to hear all about Mr.V.”   Andy was rigid with anticipation and arousal.  Andy pulled his hips back and his cock slipped away from its rest in her cavernous opening.  He was ready to penetrate and thrust.    “That’s good.  Now shhlide …. “  Jane sounded drowsy.   “Shlide …… shli….. shli……. shl…. sh……..” Jane’s voice tailed away.  Andy felt her go limp in his arms.  

“Are you all right, Auntie?   Auntie?”

Jane was quiet. She was breathing deeply and slowly.  Sleep had over taken her.   Her tiredness and the alcohol had finally overcome the Red Bull that had been coursing through her.  Andy let out a quiet curse.   So close.   He pulled away.  He got out and walked round the bed.  As the Hush surged in his bottom, his erection preceded him.  He prised his mobile phone from Jane’s grasp. 

He turned off the Hush but kept the harness on.  The Hush felt light after William and it was nice to have something inside him.  He’d missed his chance with Mr.V and there was no way that Auntie would be doing her duty later.  She was out cold and likely to sleep for hours.  His erection subsided with his disappointment.  If she woke, she could always use the App on her phone to give him a buzz.



end of Part 31

Thursday, 15 October 2015

"It's all about showing off."

My friend SweetAndyLatex has recently published a stunning new piece of art on his blog showing a feminised but innocently unaware Andy being escorted by his Aunt Jane to a college reunion.
http://smoothslicknshiny.blogspot.co.uk/2015/10/new-art-its-all-about-showing-off.html

I planned to comment on Andy's blog and build on those provided by RubberH and Andy X.  However, I found I ran out of space.  Hence it was easier to transfer them here.
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Jane had struggled to get Andy out the car and then had to push him to the college entrance.  It was ages since Andy had gone through those doors.   The last times had been for exams and then to collect his results.   The trepidation he felt then was as nothing as to what he was experiencing now.  Jane gave him another little shove and they were in the lobby.   Jane handed the girl on the entrance their ticket for Reunion Dance.   Andy recognised the girl as Carol from the arts stream. Initially Carol was rather transfixed by the pretty girl and her amazing red dress.   Surely that wasn't latex?  It was.  Carol felt sorry for the shy girl: she was unaccompanied and it looked like her mother had had to bring her.  But she noted the older lady was wearing latex too, and that they were holding hands rather more tightly than would be usual for a mother and daughter.

Carol checked the tickets and names against the register: some aspects of college life hadn't changed. Carol was about to go down the Girls' list before she read the girl's ticket: "AndyW....." it said.  Surely that couldn't be Andy from her year?   She looked across at the Boys' list.  There was Andy and listed as having a Plus One.   So the lady in the black latex trousers and tuxedo jacket was Andy's plus one.   "Hello, Andy," she said, "it's great to see you here."  And then she added, "I love your dress."

"Hello, Carol," Andy mumbled.

"Hello Carol.  I'm Jane," said Aunt Jane introducing herself.   She took Andy's hand and led him forward towards the entrance to the Main Hall where they could here music and the hubbub of people talking.

Andy baulked.  "Oh please Aunt Jane.  No.  I thought it was a reunion of your old college friends.  Not ... not this."

Jane spoke sternly in his ear, "Oh whyever would I want to see any of them again."   She took Andy's arm and said, "No.  I think it will be far more exciting to meet your friends."  Andy stiffened.  He had glimpsed a tall guy standing in the middle of the Hall surrounded by fawning admirers.  It was Bill, the captain of the Rugby team.  Andy shrank back.   How could he  ever hold his head up dressed like this?  What would Bill and the Rugby Team think of their former boot boy?   "Besides Reunions are all about showing off and you, my darling Nephew, have so much to show off.   Let's go and get a drink."  She pulled Andy into the Hall and they went to the trestle table stacked with drinks.  The crowd parted for the latex clad beauties.   Jane ordered a two champagne cocktails from the awestruck barman. 

Andy tried to go back towards a corner where the lights were dim but then froze.   "Why have you stopped?" asked Jane.  "Who have you seen?  Is it it that pretty girl over there with that handsome man?  Did you like her?  Is that Alice? That Alice, isn't it?" 

The girl was Alice.   The Alice.  The one and only Alice.  The Alice he'd always carried a torch for but never got close to because of boys like Bill. The Alice he now wished he'd never mentioned to Jane.  The Alice responsible for many of his adolescent yearnings.  She was stood beside Bill.  Andy tried to shrink back but Alice had already seen them.   She was staring hard at Andy. She remembered him  and what a sweetie he'd been.  She'd always felt a certain attraction towards Andy and wanted to get to know him better but had  never had much opportunity given how the jocks always swarmed around her.  He seemed gentle and kind.   She'd thought he looked nice and was funny from the way he was able to chat happily to the less sporty boys, and was impressed how comfortable and relaxed he was when talking to other girls in their year.

It was a different, less confident Andy that she saw now.  One who looked rather timid if not scared.  An Andy who looked worried about being seen in a new light by colleagues at the Reunion.  But also an Andy who looked totally gorgeous.  He outshone and, in his stunning latex dress, out-glistened any of the other girls at the Reunion.  She could see the boys gazing in awe at Andy as well as at the  attractive, older lady in dinner jacket and tight latex pants holding his arm and escorting him.  It was unclear between Andy and the lady who was providing the arm candy for whom.  The boys couldn't help staring at the pair together.  They envied Andy for  having such a beautiful mature companion and wondered how he had managed to attract such a special lady.  Their thoughts, like Alice's, were also racing at the thought of their relationship.  It was clear from this evening who was wearing the trousers and was the more dominant.  Andy might be wearing a delicate little collar rather than a necklace but the D-ring at the back was obviously intended for attaching a lead.  Andy was clearly either her little puppy or kitten, and  their imaginations were already leaping towards  what might happen in the bedroom.  Puppies like to play and kittens like to lick and be stroked.  Their minds boggled.

Alice could see the sporting banter from the jocks clustered round her boyfriend had died away.  Bill's jaw had dropped while his eyes were fixed on Andy.  She could hardly blame him.  She found Andy very attractive too although she also felt strongly drawn to his companion.  If, as seemed likely, the lady was fucking Andy, Alice really wanted some of that too.  Bill was an active and rather powerful lover, but in college she'd had some encounters that often drew her to members of her own sex and their tender attentions.   

Andy had relaxed when some of the girls from College came to his corner and started to chat to him and Jane.  They were admiring his dress and asking about his make-up.  He looked so toned and pretty.  Andy seemed to relax as soon as the girls started chatting: Alice was struck how he seemed naturally at ease with other girls.   But the boys still hung back.  They were tongue tied and didn't know what to say.  They'd always known Andy was a bit different but had just seen him at college as being lithe and rather witty.  Seeing him now as the prettiest person in the room was proving confusing for all of them.  How could they respond to someone who'd been their colleague but now was proving to the the real Belle of the Ball and was clearly a hit with their female friends.  Eventually Robin walked across and said hello to Andy.  Andy looked so happy to see Robin.  Robin was slimly built like Andy but Andy towered over him in his heels.  Rather than shake hands Andy bent and kissed Robin on the cheek. Robin blushed slightly but kissed Andy back.  The jocks murmured.  They'd always thought Robin a bit weak and effeminate but now he was the one taking the lead and showing confidence.  This was getting more awkward by the minute with each feeling like wallflowers in the uncomfortable position of how to approach and talk to a pretty girl..

Alice walked over to Bill who'd been paying her no attention since they'd arrived having settled into drinking with the other jocks and bragging about matches and other players. But even he had stopped boasting and was staring open-mouthed at Andy.    Alice took Bill by the arm and suggested that he talk to Andy.  She said that she could see  that he was intrigued if not interested by Andy and that she didn't mind if he found Andy pretty.  It was only natural.  To all intents and purposes, she said that he should think of Andy as a girl - maybe he'd even had surgery since  the profile of that figure hugging  latex dress showed no discernible bumps. Either that or Andy knew how to tuck very tightly.  Rather than have any concerns about his own sexuality, Bill should see it as an opportunity to show how open minded he was.  If the sporting media got to hear about it, he would likely be praised for his openness and panache.  After all rugged was fine, but metro-sexuality and style was  more popular in the media and he'd be far more likely to get modelling or endorsement deals if he was seen to embrace the wider community.  Sneakily she even whispered in his ear how she wondered what a threesome with Andy might be like.   Secretly  Alice was already starting to think not only about a threesome, but more about the possibility of an intimate twosome with Andy's escort.  She was sure an experienced lady like her would know a thing or two about technique that would have a bit more finesse that Bill's clumsy fumblings and thrustings.

Alice took Bill by the hand and led him across the floor towards Andy.  The crowd of girls parted as Bill and Alice, their former Prom King and Queen, approached.  Alice said hello to Andy and pecked him on the cheek.   Bill tried to shake Andy's hand but Alice told him not to be so silly.  Bill, who was taller than Andy even in his heels, kissed Andy on both cheeks. Although Andy seemed embarrassed, his foundation layered cheeks didn't give away any tell-tale signs but  Bill blushed.

Aunt Jane had a wry smile on her face as Alice said to Bill that since he seemed tongue tied, perhaps he should ask Andy to dance.  They were playing a slow number so even he ought to be able to cope with that.  Bill accepted - anything was better than trying to talk to Andy.  To the strains of Phyllis Nelson's "Move Closer", Bill and Andy went out on to the dance floor setting a precedent for others to quickly join them.  Bill felt silly standing apart from Andy for such a number and gradually  the two moved together and soon Bill placed his hands on Andy's slinky waist as they shuffled about the increasingly crowded dance floor.  Andy was extremely shy and stared downwards - anything to avoid eye contact with Bill. 

Bill had always been the sports star at the College and it felt strange to be dancing with the guy all the girls in the year had considered to be the biggest hunk.  As they moved closer, first their thighs rubbed together and then as Bill pulled him in more Andy found his waist starting to slide against Bill's crotch.  With dawning awareness,  Andy realised that he was rubbing against something that was becoming increasingly hard and as they turned he glimpsed a discernible bulge in Bill's trousers.  Bill didn't want anyone on the dancefloor seeing so he pulled Andy even closer.  With their hips grinding together, Andy wrapped his arms around Bill's neck, while Bill's hands now gripped  tightly round Andy's waist and rested just above that pert shiny bottom.  As Andy felt the bulge becoming larger and palpably stiff, he could feel Bill's hot breath on his hair and down the back of his neck.  He managed to overcome his shyness and looked upwards.  He was surprised to find a pair of big brown eyes staring down at him.  As he gazed up, his lips parted ever so slightly and whispered "Thank you for dancing with me.  It means so much and Aunt Jane will be pleased with me." 

Bill was spellbound as he stared into Andy's limpid pools and driven purely by instinct and animal attraction stooped slightly to kiss Andy full on the lips.  The kiss did not linger and both Bill and Andy recoiled in slight embarrassment.  Andy's mouth opened wide with shock but as he did Bill's mouth descended again and their lips locked together for a slightly more lingering moment.  They drew apart hoping that no-one else on the dancefloor had  noticed.   But those nearby could see that Andy's face was was now resting flat against Bill's chest with a deep smile of happiness and  Bill's hands were grasping Andy's buttock cheeks.  Even though the music had changed to a faster number, Bill and Andy stayed firmly entwined with Andy sinuously sliding his hips against Bill as they gently swayed together.     

From the edge of the dance floor, Aunt Jane and Alice watched as the two dancers were increasingly drawn to each other.  Aunt Jane turned to Alice and "Well, it looks like our boyfriends may have abandoned us for a while.   You're Alice aren't you, Andy always told me how you were the prettiest girl in college and said but he'd never stood  a chance with you against the big jocks.  I'm so pleased that you seem comfortable with Andy getting to know Bill better.   I wonder if I can make amends for Andy's negligence. Perhaps you and I should get better acquainted while our two love birds enjoy their dance.   Would you like a drink?"