For weeks her itching slot would give her no peace until it was stuffed with that young man’s vital member. If indirection needed to be employed tha... so be it, the letcherous diva thought to herself. She really got the juices flowing when she clapped her hands and the five completely naked dancing girls made their appearance. As a matter of course, the slutty wife prepared the show right down to the smallest detail. Three of her other slaves performed the music. A drum kept the seductive beat. She was delighted and said, “Sure, sir, why not, I’m also looking for a change, but not immediately”. I took her leave, after exchanging mobile nos. I got my car back the next day and I went to meet her again to thank her. As I approached her place, I saw a customer screaming at her for something and she stood there speechless. “Poor thing” I thought and went near to understand the issue. When I asked the customer, he said that he had an issue with the tyres and the service station wasn’t. I tried again a few minutes later, but MrsRobinson had still not returned home. I went round several more times.By the time it was ten to four I was starting to worry. What can havekept her?At half past four I went to see Julie at the supermarket. She could seethat I was a bit agitated. "What's up, dear?" she asked. I explainedthat her Aunt didn't seem to be at home. "No, she won't be now," saidJulie. "She's gone away for a couple of weeks." I breathed in sharply.My right hand moved. His smile grew crueler until he grabbed my hand. My heart was racing. Not only was this our first instance of physical contact, I could not even pretend to fathom what he was going to do with it. My tiny palm and long fingers in his hand, I thought he was inspecting the size and perhaps delighting in the dampness of my hand – my body’s betrayal. I pulled away and he grabbed it again. I was unnerved all the more. Then he pressed it against his crotch, evidently erect to the touch, while staring.