‘Hmmm…’ she purred, squeezing him, rolling his balls in her hands and then pulling him inside. She pulled a scarf from her robe pocket, twisted ...t with both hands, her eyes locked into his. She didn’t speak – simply covered his mouth with her lips and kissed him long and deep, their tongues entangled. ‘Trust me,’ she whispered again, and placed the length of silk over his eyes, tying it securely behind his head. Chills sped down his spine – anticipation of the unknown was stimulating more than. She came back and prepared all her oils and potions for the massage. She was quite chatty as she dug her knuckles into Dave’s back, he was glad he had never had a massage because he certainly wouldn’t be having another, he was not enjoying the experience. She massaged his back and the back of his legs which made him squeal like a girl, it fucking hurts he thought. She asked him to turn over making sure the towel didn’t slip and she couldn’t see anything. Just then he heard someone come into the. She began whimpering, and I heard juicy sounds from her pussy as her fingers rubbed around and around her clit, bringing her closer and closer to that wonderful sensation that was building inside of her. I wasn't far behind her, nearly exploding with her every moan. I couldn't hold out much longer."Are you going to cum?" she could barely say between sharp breaths.I nodded, and even though she wasn't looking up at my face she could tell I was close."Oh god..." She closed her eyes and grimaced,. We also used to meet her sometimes in the lift or corridor. Many times I have noticed her checking out my assets. One day I saw her in the corridor and spoke to her. I introduced myself and asked about her.She told me that she was married and recently moved to Dubai. She is also looking for a job as she has done M.Com from India. Also, she told that she doesn’t know anyone in Dubai and feels lonely to sit at home. I spoke to her a little and felt sorry for being alone at home.I told her that.