Something seemed to change in Amelia's whole disposition as the situation seemed to dawn on her. Moments before she had been sitting in John's lap as if he were any other piece of furniture, But now she was beginning to realize what exactly the brochure had meant by "emotional support". Trying to act nonchalantly, she got up and kneeled in front of John.
John, who was drunk with exhaustion at this point, almost didn't notice this happen but his mind soon registered what was happening. It occurred to him that Amelia had likely never handled a penis before, having, to his knowledge, never had a boyfriend.
Amelia began prodding John's cock where it sat in the indent of his lap. At first she only brushed it with the tips of her fingers, feeling how it reacted to her touch. John however, was surprised to find it remaining completely flaccid. He was definitely turned on, but no amount of touching could get the blood flowing.
Amelia soon got bolder with her probing. She rolled John's foreskin between two of her fingers, and began squishing his head and shaft between her fingers. Despite this, John remained completely soft. It was then that Amelia stodd up, sat back down in his lap, and began clicking around her computer once more.
John couldn't quite see what she was doing. Had she already gotten bored of him? Maybe she was disappointed to have been unable to get him hard? For that matter, why had he been unable to get hard? Before John could ponder this question further, he soon found his answer as Amelia got up once again from her seat, kneeling in front of him once more, she stared intently at his cock.
Amelia let out a small gasp, as John's cock began to spring to life. At first it only twitched involuntarily, but soon it began to grow. It did so steadily until John felt the familiar tightness of being fully erect. This change seemed to have increase Amelia's infatuation tenfold. She stared intently at Johns member, taking in all the little details. It wasn't long before she began touching as well. At first, as before, she only touched the tip, feeling the soft end of his foreskin. She then worked up the courage to put a finger inside. Feeling around under his foreskin, she rubbed a finger against his head. This sensation was a lot for John, he wanted more, despite the weirdness of the situation. Satisfied after having felt around for a bit, Amelia then began to stroke his member with one hand, moving up and down rhythmically, much to John's pleasure.
"BEEP BEEP BEEP" Amelia's alarm clock rang. It was midnight. Amelia had to go to bed. Now broken from her trance, Amelia stood up, turned her computer off, and left the room to prepare for bed.
John meanwhile was still erect, with no way to relieve himself he resigned himself and hoped Amelia would be back soon. When Amelia returned. He was disappointed to see her immediately turn off the light a dive into bed.
John couldn't be sure, but he had a feeling Amelia was staring at his erection in the dark. It wasn't till about 3 hours later that John's erection finally went down when he heard some beeps from Amelia's computer. Apparently there was some failsafe in John's new software that prevented him from having an erection too long.
Now able to relax without distractions, John fell fast asleep.
