He strokes my thighs and pushes them gently apart and I am lost in new sensations, moaning my appreciation. He gently lifts my knees and pushes them f...rther apart, my most private places open to him, his fingers, mouth, tongue - I am not sure what he is doing any more but it feels delicious and he teases and holds me on the edge for what seems like an age. It is not as if I have never had an orgasm before, I have explored my body thoroughly, and I have been close with others, but still I am. I won't be hurt if you say no." Thanks, Ellie, for your offer and your understanding. I'll get back to you." Pity," thought Ellie, "I had hoped for an hour a day but I can see their problem. I'll be lucky if I get Saturday and Sunday."Sylvie rang the next morning. "You're on," she said. "Could you do Monday mornings as well?" Yeah, no problem." Great! Can you start this Saturday?" Yup! What time do you want me?"Half past eight?" You're on. Thanks, Sylvie." My pleasure," Sylvie replied. I look up at him again, my eyes bigger than dinner plates, and make an audible whimper. I consider myself fairly cute, short and thin and flat-chested, my red hair cut short and barely brushing past my ears. Long hair gets tangled and hard to handle, but short hair stays the same and manageable. Wearing my usual green raggedy-dress and red cape drawn around my body, I try and break his stony exterior. He begins to look genuinely sorry. “There’s really nothing I can do… I’m really in need of the. The bar looked amazing, and many said that Tiki bars like this were the next big craze. They got a booth in the back, and he ordered Mai Tais. The sweet fruity drink was wonderful, and before their dinner arrived Carla had 3 of them. The salmon was really good, and she felt a warm glow from his hand resting on her thigh. Finally she excused herself to use the ladies room, and only when she stood realized she had been having a bit more to drink than she thought.Finally feeling much better and.