,” was all she got out before I whispered, “It’s okay baby, he just wants to make you feel good, relax, and enjoy it.” She wasn’t convinced... Watching, like the blonde man, was one thing, but this, she sensed, was crossing over into an area that she wasn’t entirely sure of. “Honey,” I said, “you can stop this anytime you want to, but believe me...I’m loving this. I’ve never been more turned on, and you’ve never been sexier to me than you are right now....and besides, you’re not gonna believe. Tamara hesitated not knowing what to make out of the situation, but as she looked at me she said “fine then let’s do it”.As if in a dream, I was over moon when those words left her lips, knowing that I will finally experience what was a dream for most of my teenaged life. She undid her black gladiator shoes and with that Tamara slowly, inexpertly and yet seductively slid down her extra tight jeans; her tanned legs were faultless as she bent over to reveal red boy shorts and finally stepping out. The crowd cheered as her bra hit the floor, but then called out in dismay as they saw that her hands were covering her breasts. The singer sang, "I look so good I have to touch myself", and Barb gave the crowd a naughty smile and she pawed at her own breasts. She couldn't help but noticeably shiver at the pleasure she felt in teasing her own nipples. She knew that the song would end soon, and she needed to have a big finish. Her date was in the front row. He was smiling and thoroughly enjoying. He had been unable to stop himself from looking at her with lust for ages now, his gaze always drawn inexorably to her lycra covered ass as she left for work in the mornings. Jason felt like he was in a trance as he neared her.He reached out and placed a trembling hand on her waist, just above the swell of her buttocks. He was so lost in the fantasy of finally touching his mother, that when Sarah gave a squeak of surprise at his touch he was momentarily confused.He stood there, his hand full of.