The showers on the ship hadn't been near as nice as the one in my downtown house.I dressed in very simple white cotton bikini panties from my own stas.... Then I pulled on a gray tee shirt that actually fit me correctly. I was a little surprised to find that I could tell the difference in how clothes fit me. I wondered if I had always known or it was part of the tuneup. I just didn't find it important enough to dwell on. I slipped into a pair of my jeans which also fit me better than those. His hands left my boobs and he took hold of my jacket and pulled it down to where my elbows stopped it, leaving me more exposed than ever, I didn’t stop him or try to pull back. He was grinning, so was I (I think) he said something like ‘you like enforced exposure’. Yes he was so right. As I sat there with my breasts still on show, he asked me if I would come back to his place that afternoon, would my hubby be a problem and so on. I was saying that would be fine etc. Only once I agreed did he. When she broke it off she was pulling my penis upward firmly before slowly releasing. She looked at my penis and then looked back into my eyes and asked, "would you want to watch me do this to another man?" "Oh God Yes," I blurted! She continued to stroke me."What if he wanted to cum in my hand," she cooed? "That would be very exciting," I moaned. "Would you really do that for me," I asked pleadingly? She smiled and kept stroking ever so slowly and firmly. I felt myself getting close to cumming. ” Though somehow she felt the slinky tune would never sound the same to her again. It was something to sway to, something on which to focus as she took off all her clothes for this man. He sat down on the edge of the bed, relaxed and expectant, the dark bulged cotton of his shorts showing through partially unbuttoned flies.She moved to the music in front of him, her body striving to remember what it had done so easily on countless dance floors. He propped himself on the covers and considered.
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