Anyway he walked in and stood under the shower-head and let the water cover him, he was woken from his day dream by two soft hands massaging his shoul...ers, "Hello David!" a soft english womens voice said from behind. David knew that voice, he tried to turn round but the shoulder massage was far to intense and he was left paralysed with pleasure.Before turning round he replied "Hello Rebecca" and his hands followed down the belly of Rebecca to feel a well trimmed tuft of pubic hair, his middle. I knew she was getting a little loose and accommodating because I could she her nipples starting to poke out of her top and her face was getting redder than that wine in our hands. So I took a bold move and asked her how her sex life was, I know, probably a stupid idea, but she didn't seem to think so. She told me how it was awful and how she hadn't been laid in weeks. Her husband was a workaholic and she loved him, but she had her needs too.I gently patted her back and stroked her hair in fake. Came in my panties."I continued to squeeze and stroke her there. "Because you're a nasty little girl?"Oh. Ohhhh.... Mm-Yes, I'm a nasty...nasty little girl." A nasty little girl who comes in her panties?" I pushed the wet fabric a little way in with my finger."Ohhh, god! Yes! Yes! I'm a nasty little girl who comes in her panties! Oh! Oh god! Mm!"She seemed as if she was about to come again, so of course I pulled my hand away and let her writhe in place while I thought about what to do. And I had caught other men's eyes on my ass many times. So I knew that I would use my greatest ass-et to catch the attention of Mr. Turkey Club.That day, I watched him cross the street as usual. He ordered his turkey club, sat down, unfolded his paper and began to read. I watched him take a couple of bites of his sandwich. He never even noticed me. I waited until he had 10 minutes left of his 55. Then I got up, cleaned my table, walked over to him and dropped a note onto his precious newspaper..