Laying there in my tight, now-very-pointy boxers, she put her hand down them and got out my hard dick. Her eyes widened and she froze in shock at my s...ze. She then shoved it into her mouth and she took as much as she could. My hands were wrapped gently around the neck of her gown - just bellow the collar - as I made strange noises of pleasure that signaled someone who had never been anywhere remotely close to sex. At first she could take 6 inches. Then I gestured - with some very basic English. “You changed a lot.”“Good or bad?” she asked.He blushed again, deeper this time. “Good,” he said. “Definitely good. You’ve, ah…grown up.”Shelly laughed and gestured to her chest. “You mean these,” she said. She cupped them in her hands brazenly and added, “They’re huge, aren’t they?”Matt stared briefly at her tits. How could he not? But then tore his eyes away. “I bet you get a lot of boys chasing you these days, huh?”“Not really,” she said, slumping. She felt embarrassed. She was. "I'm free most of the time, so choose what is best for you," I said cordially."If you are free for lunch, we could meet at the Downtowner at say 1PM," he suggested."That would be fine. Since I am not a member, you will leave word with the captain?" I asked."Of course," he replied."Good, I am seldom fashionably late," I admitted.The Downtowner was a small dining room at the top of the International office building. The view had to be great from the sixth and top floor of the building. Okay I'm. The sofa seemed enormous and frigid without her. It took me a few minutes, maybe even twenty to finally just take a deep breath and go over to her. She was under the covers of my bed, scrunched up angrily and facing away from me as I came in. I could still see her delicate figure through the covers as she shifted around. Maybe she heard me come in and was hoping I wasn’t staying long. I walked over quietly and sat next to her on the bed. I didn’t say anything. After all, what could I say? We.