. She hadn’t had the chance to touch herself in such a long time, and she suddenly realised how much she was craving it. Grinning to herself, Charlo...te quickly unbuttoned her top and threw it on the floor. Next went the skirt, shimmying it down her long legs before stepping over to the table, her heart racing. Easing herself onto the desk, she sat with her back resting on the wall, with her legs resting on the chair. Slowly, lasciviously, she began to tease herself, feeling her breasts as the. I can’t lie. It felt good, but as the venue was full Inaturally assumed that someone in front of her had pushed back, so I lingered for a moment then didthe gentlemanly thing and stepped back a step.As I stepped back however, so did she, pressing a little further into me. At this point I thought “Whynot?" It was worth a slapped face if I got the signal wrong and placed my hands on her shapely hips,holding her against me. She held my hands there. I was not wrong. This gig was getting a little. A quick hug and kisses all around and off we went to the restaurant. Over dinner we thought it would be rude not to invite them back to our hotel afterwards for a nightcap. We made it perfectly clear that we had no inhibitions sexually if things should turn out that way. After a superb meal and a bottle or two of vino it was time to return to our hotel.Back in our room the guys were eager to see some action. We slipped out of our minimal dresses and stood totally exposed before them. In no time. I couldn't just sit there so got up to get his tissues and then sat down next to him and started drying his eyes with them. I calmed him down a bit and then decided that enough was enough for one day. The worst bit was over and the rest could wait until tomorrow or the day after.I sat with him chatting for about ten minutes or so. I was holding his hand all this time, being motherly I suppose (after all I was at least 20 years his senior), when I noticed that his dressing gown had started to.