Growing. Exposed. Matthew pulled his penis back inside the pants and continued with the massage and checking in with Margaret every so often.“Is ev...rything OK, Mrs. Parker?” Matthew asked.“Mmmm yes. I’m very relaxed. You have wonderful hands Matthew,” Margaret said.Working from her side, Matthew reached under the towel and ran his long hands across her ass. Margaret was startled and jumped.“Just relax, Mrs. Parker. Breathe deeply,” Matthew whispered into her ear.Margaret closed her eyes. After walking around the mall for an hour or so, and trying to build up the courage again, I called his number again from a payphone and he answered!My heart skipped a beat, but I mustered up enough strength to say hello and ask if he still wanted to play.He said he was ready anytime I was, so the ball was in my court.I asked him for directions to his place and was on my way!Once I pulled up in front of his apartment it felt like my heart was going to beat through my chest!Was I REALLY going to. Laughter and exasperation followed that little girly display."And?" was the general chorus.Sarah laughed "I've met him twice; the first time was a few weeks ago..." I told you something was going on with her!" shouted Jenny triumphantly."And the second time was yesterday..." She paused. "And then of course there was last night, so I suppose that would be three meetings." She finished thoughtfully."Oops! Yesterday it was a hot date and today it's a meeting. That doesn't sound too good." Someone. ” He ran his tongue all over my naked body. “You want to do what?” I grinned, not sure if it was the alcohol affecting my judgment or my inner slut coming out as I imagined him pouring the scorching hot wax from the white candle all over my flesh. “Have you ever had a guy drip wax on to you before?” “No.” “You'll like it.” He brushed brushed two fingers past my clit and I let out a moan of approval. He stroked his cock as he reached past me and out to the dresser. He grabbed the thick white.