She woreslacks that first date. Her blouse was a bit masculine as well. But whenshe looked at me and told me she was a little wet and needed to change...I was more than a little curious how all that would work. We'd gone outto dinner and she opened the doors for me. Lisa keeps her hair short andshe complimented me on my hair and dress and all. I was feeling prettyfeminine by the end of the evening.We'd finished dinner and our conversation centered on her and the'accident.' I told her that I was. I also feel his body hovering just centimeters from my own. “It was whatever you wanted it to be for as long as you wanted it,” he says and the thickening of his accent reveals a trickling of offense. I hear his words and I wish that they only meant what I want them to mean. A familiar feeling washes over me. I let go of the breath I am holding and I give in to the urge. I let my body relax into his, where I seem to fit so perfectly. Bartholomew leans in, placing his large hand over mine and. 'She pressed the silky toes of her left foot firmly against my lips until they parted and told me to taste them. The woman was a natural born tease, there was just no denying that. Hell, even if I had the cheek to try, my quickly stiffening cock would have completely betrayed me. She kept rubbing the inside of my thigh in slow and sensual circles, moving closer and closer, inch by inch towards my cock which was growing along the length of my boxer shorts to meet them. 'I'm sure she said she. This special story is my debut at the beach and trusts me the experience which I felt was better than having sex in five-star hotels!!I’ve had sex many times with different women but this beach experience made me once again feel like I’m losing my virginity and having sex for the first time. Partner of my story is my own staff who is not just my staff. She’s in her early 30s working for the company for last 2 years. How the sexual relationship was constructed will be coming later as that is all.