“You do that so well,” she purred, beaming at me. “You look you like you’ve just been shagged, you’d better go and get yourself straightened...up.”So, I did. I rushed to get my bag and made haste for the bathroom to quickly clean her juices from my face and re-apply make-up and brush my hair.Sometime later we arrived at Cellar Wines and I was a little nervous about meeting so many new people and wondered how I would be introduced. All were there except Fran, who was expected later due to work. I turned my back to him, to show him my bottom, which, all things considered, vies to be my finest asset. "Turn round" I told him "SHOW me" He turned, dutifully, beautifully, but he covered himself with his handsI came and knelt in front of him"Hands away. Grip the desk" I commanded His shaking hands gripped the front edge of my deskEven his cock was shaking, as I wrapped my hand round the wide base. I looked at my watch. "You've got about two minutes" I told him "before I have to get my. I looked lower to her red pleated skirt and black stockings and down to her worn-out looking pair of black chucks.She was very pretty and young but didn't look quite young enough to be in high school. Maybe this was just some new kind of fashion trend. My curious nature got the better of me just as she looked up and caught me staring.Oh shit! Think of an excuse! Compliment her… skirt!"Oh, uh… I was just admiring your skirt. It's really cute!" I said nervously.Really that's the best I could come. He gently teased all around my clitoris with his thumbs without actually touching it, sometimes stroking my inner thighs, this went on for two or three minutes, it was frustrating not to just drop onto that thick cock of Marks, but at the same time I was at heavens gates feeling so frustrated and ready to be filled. Then it came, Toms took both hands away from my thighs and clitoris, which was disappointing at that time as I was enjoying that so much. However, I did wonder what he would do.