Would you like to join me?”“I don’t mean to intrude. I was just on my way home from work and I always stop here afterward. When I saw you, I had...to say hi,” he said in the most charming of manners.“Oh, don’t be silly. You won’t be intruding. Here, sit.” She said and motioned with her hand for him to take the seat opposite her. It was nice to have some company for a change she thought to herself. He was very nice and very handsome and for some reason, she felt comfortable with him. Not just. She'd been so aware of the way the boys looked at her legs, hoping to catch a glimpse of her little panties. Jason, her current boyfriend, had held her tight later in the evening as they danced, and she'd pressed against him, feeling his young prick rubbing hard against her tummy. His hands had cupped her bum cheeks, and he had gradually pressed his fingers into her crack, and even lower down, exciting the back of her cunt lips. She had got all wet, and she didn't know how he had managed not to. The first chorus came, followed by the second verse. Another version of the chorus. The tempo increased, very slightly, and her movements followed, still flowing elegantly. A series of "la"s began and she shifted her weight quickly, all over the place, but not without purpose. Two loud chords pumped out, one right after the other, and she planted a foot with each one.All movement ceased."There you are, sitting in the garden" The sound was no longer coming from the speakers."Clutching my. Turning to the barman she ordered a bottle of tequila and two glasses. Roma grinned, as she was already feeling excited and now the idea of returning to the hut, and some privacy, was making her pussy tingle.Paula signed the check, and then both girls walked back past the pool to the beach hut. The building was a white painted wooden hut, with no side windows and just a sliding glass door facing out onto the ocean. Inside was a small fridge, ice bucket, two white couches and a small table in.