Dave wondered whether Barbara had lured Dr. Marie Thereaux to the Circle for dinner that evening. Contrary to Barb’s hyperbole about what the profes...or of anthropology looked like, Dave had conjured up an image of a sedate, older woman with salt and pepper hair wearing a gray tweed maxi skirt and a white blouse buttoned up to her neck. In some of his images she had her hair pulled back in a bun with a pencil holding it all together.Dave changed into shorts and a t-shirt and headed for his. You pulled my pants lower and I stiffened, again trying to hold us in our platonic state. You told me to relax that you just needed better access to my lower back. I relaxed and you continued to rub; it felt so good, but the warmth I felt under your hands was more than your body heat. You pulled my pants lower still and massaged my ass. My pussy grew wet and I battled with myself inside my head. Your touch was firm yet so tender and I let the mental door slam on my silly protests. You removed. . that feels good, doesn't it?" The first touch made Eric twitch with pleasure and frustration, but he continued. Remi ran her index finger across her exposed inner thigh in imitation of her instructions."We're not nearly done. Keep stroking with just that one finger." He kept caressing himself, stiffening until it hurt. She kept this part up for what felt like forever, and Eric, following along, became more and more desperate."Alright, I'll let you cool down a little. Take that one finger, and. There's not a lot of other stuff for me to spend my time or money on so I set myself up here."We clinked glasses and drank to ourselves. There was a soft Irish-sounding melody coming from her stereo and she bade me relax as she went to prepare the meal. I sat idly for a few minutes and then went to see if I could help in the kitchen. Soon we had the table laid and I helped her place the accoutrements.The food was excellent, her main piece was a light dish of fragrant steamed vegetables and.