She had on flats. Surprise. She was at least five inches taller. I placed my arms around that incredibly sweet waist. My heart raced. I couldn’t hel... but get a gander down her neckline before she sighed and leaned her cheek up against my chest. I felt like I wanted to hold her and protect her and kill anyone who looked at her with a cross expression.Wow. She was pushing all my buttons. I was suddenly glad that she was no longer my concubine. She would have taken over. She still might.“Richard,. The blouse is very sheer and I can see sharp silver looking protrusions of what I think are nipples in a lace bra. Her skirt is at least 5 inches about her knees and she wearing open toe platform sandals. I am amazed at her size and the way she moves so lightly as she walks. she leads me to the elevator, stops, turn toward me and tells me to step in. Her chest is even with my face as she places her hand on my shoulder and stops me to give me directions once I reach the floor. I'm caught staring. We used WhatsApp because she’s in Europe and we could text for free that way. What I discovered once we started talking is that the stunningly gorgeous confident woman I saw on social media that all the men were clamoring over was a 21 year old sheltered girl from an affluent f****y. She had little to no experience with men, and although she wasn’t technically a virgin, she knew basically nothing about relationships and sex outside of reading about it on the internet and watching porn. What. And that pussy! Fuck, it made me crazy just to look at it. I mean she was the most beautiful woman I'd ever been intimate with before, and to see her naked pussy there all wet from my efforts was just too much for me to take.My face turned red as I felt my come spurting in my underpants; with a sinking feeling I knew I'd just blown my load. Not that it made any difference to my ability to perform but the fact that I'd come prematurely was a blow to my fragile male ego.I'm sure Andrea didn't.