Her beautiful almond eyes were looking deep into mine as she stood at the side of the bed. She didn’t move away immediately, she just stood there fo... a few moments, allowing my hand to remain between her thighs, and, I could have sworn that, just for a second, she deliberately squeezed her thighs a little tighter together, lightly trapping my hand between them before backing away, causing my arm to flop back down on the bed as she turned and walked out of the sliding patio door, followed by. She then opened a makeup blush case, took out a small brush and proceeded to apply rouge to her mound and pussy cheeks. Now I understood the different coloration. She told me that when danced in Alexandria, she sometimes allowed her admirers to come backstage to watch her while she rouged her sex. She told me that it drove them wild with desire, and some even came in their pants. I believed her but that was not where I wanted to come. However, that was not to be. She stood up, thanked me and. Even when it’s rough, it’s still softer. I can tell she’s learning that quickly from how her body reacts, little shivers periodically taking over.I lean in for a kiss, a real one this time. She’s much more relaxed now. I can taste the wine on her, familiar but noticeably different at the same time. She tastes so sweet, tentatively, her tongue brushes past mine. We both moan. As our tongues start to urgently explore each other, she tries to touch me, but I pull back.“Lie back,” I instruct. ”“Maggie,” he calls to a woman behind the counter. “This is my old college friend SherryKay. SherryKay this is my shop manager Maggie.” Then, smiling, he grabs my hand pulls me from the booth. “Maggie I’m leaving the shop in your capable hands and we’re going to go upstairs to my place and get caught up. I’ll be back in a couple hours call if you guys need anything.”“Oh Shoo,” Maggie smiled. “John you worry too much. We will be fine have fun catching up.”I stumble a bit as I’m ushered out the.