" I then kissed her cheek, something I had started a couple of weeks ago, and we started looking at dresses.I pointed out a couple nice ones and then ...eaded to try on a nice dark green one that was sexy, yet still wedding appropriate. When I came out to show it off a pretty saleswoman, who looked to be in her early twenties, give or take, was there to assist us. Her name tag said Emma. I looked in the mirror and asked, "How do I look?"Gwen said, "It looks really good on you." You think?" I. She might have been nearing forty, but on that afternoon the naughty teenage girl inside her wanted to play and wreak havoc with the young man’s libido. Matt didn’t know whether he should stay or go, but watched like a deer in the headlights, until her blouse was fully open and her breasts heaved forward, straining inside her bra, her cleavage like two soft hills. Judy helped make Matt’s mind up, undoing the stud on his jeans. Then, she drew the zipper down and released the tension on his. She didn’t say anything. I rubbed the fingers of her feet wildly. She didn’t stop me and was enjoying. After 30 mins of we giving massage to each other in strange ways,I pulled her down on carpet floor. She gave me a naughty smile and came down she was getting ready for this was completely out of my belief. We kissed each other on face. I took her in my arms while we were sleeping in cross position. We smooched each other passionately 4-5 times out we which one smooch lasted for 20 mins. I. "Haven't I seen you around in the bar?" He asked me and the question made me go wide eyed, I looked around, and no one but us was in the room. "Um, yeah, I kinda work there." I felt weird saying it. He nodded. "Aren't you a little young, doll?" He replied and I smiled a bit. "Because I don't see you working at the counter, you're a pole dancer, aren't you?" I'm surprised you've watched me." I raised one of my brows, trying to hide my blush in my brunnete curls. He smiled. "So a pole dancer?" He.