we were ready to tear each others clothes off

I met this really fit guy at a party and we immediately hit it off. He was smart, funny, well built and as it later turned out a Doctor to boot. Talk about having the entire package! We spent the entire night flirting and touching. By the end of the party we were ready to tear each others clothes off and when we finally got back to mine that's exactly what happened.
I saved his boxers for last and, kneeling so I could take him in my mouth, I gently teased them down. It was then I discovered that he didn't quite have the entire package. I mean I don't expect every cock to be a 6 incher, but this was beyond small. I actually thought he'd been in some terrible accident. A one fingered hand-job could have been possible.
I couldn't help it. I laughed. I didn't mean to, but once it started it didn't stop. Not until he put on his clothes and left, all the while hiding his face. And his tiny cock.

We started doing it

We started doing it but then he found out I was an my period-the hard way, so to speak- and got pretty freaked out so we stopped.

I felt my fella's hand on my knee

I was lying in bed reading Atlas Shrugged for the third time (I've always really admired strong female characters like Dagny) when I felt my fella's hand on my knee. I had thought and hoped that he was asleep but obviously this was not the case. I tried to ignore it, but his hand kept going higher and higher and swatting it away only seemed to encourage and excite him.
Finally I gave up and let him do the things he wanted with me. It didn't last very long and I was able to finish the chapter before the time when I force myself to turn off the lights to stop me from reading all night. My man had started snoring so I gently pushed him onto his back. This gave me very little bed space but I'm a light sleeper and it seemed preferable to guttural breathing.
Turning off the light, I curled myself as best I could around his large body and tried to sleep.