I will not tell anyone. Ask me if I got excited often? Yes, she told how she could feel it when we danced. I blushed and bowed my head. She reached ov...r and kissed my head. stand up please, I did, She hugged me and ask, ever kissed a girl? Yes a few girls. Give me a kiss and show me, I kissed her like a grand mom. NO, kiss me like a lover, I did a little better. She told me a few things including keeping my mouth dryer. We practiced and the hard on returned. Her hand goes down my pants and she. Being in complete control of Jim's orgasms was empowering for me, and made him a better partner to me. What happened next was inevitable. Jim and I were at Lowes in Glenville, in the checkout line. Behind us in line were two strapping young black men, and I smiled at them as we made eye contact. They started commenting back and forth about me, how they were in the presence of a supermodel, how my perfume was intoxicating, etc. I was dripping wet after seeing how uncomfortable Jim was.After. I was like omg! what’s happening and this is way embarrassing. Of course he noticed and smiled–”little s*s is turned on” he said “have you ever had an orgasm?” I shook my head blushing like crazy.He then undid my bra strap and took my bra off–it felt weird to feel my breasts exposed in front of him.I kinda got freaked again and stood up and turned away from him, but he came over and gave me a cuddle and said it was alright. Then we kissed gain and i felt his arm come round my hip and his hand. . I want my money back... !"The sound he made was something between a growl and a chuckle. He ripped off her front with the same ease as her back. This time most of her top came away in his hand. The rest floated as rags off her shoulders. She shrieked as her waist swung forward, away from his crotch. The man smiled darkly as he watched Paula's legs dangle. Almost unwittingly, Paula's hand reached for her crotch. Her eyes closed. She moaned.He tore her skirt with a single finger casually.