I started to lean in, but I just couldn't. A look of disappointment crossed her face."So ... I'll see you tomorrow, 'k?" she said, in that superior vo...ce of hers. But the little tremor that accompanied it kind of stole some of its punch."Yeah," I answered.Then she was gone and I closed the door behind her, leaning my head against it.What the hell had I just done?"I hope I don't regret asking this, but ... do you want to talk about it?" Huh?" I glanced over at Cassie, whose comment pulled me. This time her little fingers pressed against the silky fabric of my shorts pressing against my throbbing shaft and I sighed softly as she gave it a little squeeze. “OMG, it feels sort of.. um.. nice” she said softly as she started to caress my cock and balls through my shorts, maybe her love of silk was spurring her on more than she would admit but her soft hands were sending shivers through my body.I left it up to her if she wanted to see it and after rubbing it a few minutes and could feel. She gasped and moaned and slid her finger up and down her moistening crack. Each time she slid it downward, she would pull up a little bit more of the bathing strip and uncover more and more of her natural charms. The sensation was like slowly pulling off a bandaid, but instead of it hurting, the girl reveled in the sting that ricocheted throughout her nerves. It heightened the pleasurable sensations as she hurtled toward another orgasm.Soon, she had peeled back enough of the tape that she. He held out his arm and they walked from the apartment to the elevator. Her self-consciousness had been replaced with confidence and she knew that she was drawing attention. She liked for people to look at her, but usually she dressed to blend. Austin had catered to her desires tonight and she would not only accept it, she would embrace it. She watched as the doorman, the taxi driver and those in the lobby stared at her with appreciation or, maybe, lust in their eyes. She might be 40, but she.