I won't say that she really encouraged me to masturbate, but she certainly did not discourage it, and I'm sure that she knew that I was doing it frequ...ntly. What she probably did not know, however, was that everything that she taught me about male/female sexual relations, I always associated with the two of us as the sex partners. And when I masturbated, although Mom had no objections to the sex books and magazines that I acquired, it was almost always Mom that I fantasized about. The more I. After adding a spritz of my favorite perfume, I poured myself a drink, dimmed the lights, and arranged myself in a seductive pose on the sofa. The strong drink helped to settle my nerves as I waited to be used by a married couple for the first time. I could feel a wet spot forming in my panties in anticipation of their arrival. Fortunately, I wasn’t stuck in this state for very long before Jerry and Sarah’s arrival.“Hi baby,” Jerry smiled as he carried Sarah’s luggage to the bedroom.“Shauna,”. ”“I’m sorry to hear, Ruthie,” he said, “but I understand, considering...”“Yeah, you know the story,” I said. This was going well. That “Ruthie” was a nice touch, too. I was good at this shit, too good. I decided not to push it, though. Sooner or later we’d screw up.“What you do now?” I asked.“I’m at Tinker,” he said. “Apprentice electrician.”“Oh, shit,” I said, “you rake it in, then.”He laughed. “Not that much. But enough.”We did some safe small talk, like that. He asked me how long I’d danced,. I felt her touch draw away, and heard a rustle of fabric. Wondering what was going on, I started to speak, but then felt more warm oil on my back, and another touch – her naked chest was resting on my back. So this was what a body to body massage was. She drew her body along my back, using her hands to guide and follow the movement alternately. It was a wonderful feeling, something I hadn’t experienced in many years. I had forgotten what it was like to have a woman’s touch on my naked skin. The.