I nodded and I held her hand to help her up. She turned to lead the way, as she did I held her shoulders, pulled her back into me and cupped both her ...reasts. She turned her head and her lips begged for a kiss. A kiss and then another, she became impatient so with my hand in hers pulled me towards the door. My free hand went to the zip on her dress. Slowly as we walked I brought it down. We were in the lobby when the zip completed its journey, revealing the lace trimmed lingerie she had bought.. . “davvero Vėro? “ she asked provocatively now , knowing I can’t resist her Italian accent. “Sì, davvero” I bent over the table a little , my sweater immediately slides down revealing my shoulders and a glimpse of my bra..”Sono curiosa” I mouthed .“Troppo curiosa” She half whispered .. looking down my cleavage. There was a slight pause , I could hear her breathing .. I started walking away .“Thank you “ I bent over to take my bag from the chair.“Wait Vėro” she said, a slight alarm in her voice. I had never before gotten so much stimulation from touching myself, and my juices were flowing freely. When I finished, he told me to stand up and move to the center of the room. He reconnected my wrists behind my back and then reached into his case and held something up for me to see. "I assume you know what this is," he said lightly. Did I ever! It was a butt plug, a big one; what it gave up in length it more than made up for in thickness. It was only about five inches long, but from the. ..? I went with the flow of your demands for dirty talking, (never once typing out on my distracting concern that you were simultaneously cybering in different conversations, I being one among many... which, now that it is on the table, does explain the wishful thinking that delays in cybering were for your attending to your own sensations, my taking credit for driving you past the point of being responsive only while keyboarding back to me). Getting off again with you the next time we were.