I wondered what was wrong until I saw her cute butt go bouncing to the bathroom.That brought my own urges to the surface, but she fortunately didn’t...take that long and I was able to quickly take care of my business.We settled into a relaxed domesticity. While Tran was hesitant to give up her virginity, and I honored her wishes, we weren’t exactly chaste either. We both slept in our underwear, and there was plenty of kissing and stroking of body parts, and there were many nights that I had to. Again he teased her, leaning in to kiss her before stopping, making her want to scream in frustration. She could feel his erection: she knew he wanted it, and yet he was still playing games. He turned her around, holding her against him, so that his cock pushed into her back. She tried to spin around, but he tightened his grip. With his free hand, he began to stroke her nipples through her top, slowly, agonizingly, making Christina let out a quiet moan. He then pushed her hair from her neck,. He dared me to say out loud “ I am a filthy whore!” when the waiter came to take our order, which I did cause, well I guess I am! So I dared him to unzip and take his cock out for the whole meal. He did but covered his lap with his napkin. I said, “No napkin." Sitting across from him I slid my foot up his shin and slowly up to his cock. I kept rubbing his cock when the waiter came to finish our order. Just as Mike was ordering dessert I kicked his balls & he accidently ordered a pineapple. I wanted to blow him! On that note, he walked away...then turned and said aloud, "Call me." Well, I didn't call...I was a bit freaked out about the whole thing, but that didn't keep me from jerking-off numerous times with him on my mind! I thought about him often...his soft features, those hazel eyes, his very slight build...his beautiful tiny self. I couldn't get him out of my mind...or my hormones. One day while at the market shopping, in the produce section, no less...who would approach.