He noticed and removed his hand.After 10 minutes I again tried the same thing, slowly I again took my hand and kept near to his hand and started rubbi...g and it worked this time, he also started rubbing his hand as well. I was like finally what I was trying to do has been accomplished.The next thing he did was he got a hold on my hand and was rubbing his fingers all over my hand. But I was not feeling anything on my butts as his crotch area was near my butts and the size of sock he have I must. He is, or was at this time, the properties master. I was working on sorting supplies in the far end of the theatre and ran into his office. "You wished me presence, m'lord?"He stood over me, scowling. Something was amiss. "Thou art worthless." he continued. "Did I not tell thee to purchase supplies for Lord Shakespeare's latest play?" I did m'lord." I replied. He slapped me with a ruler. "No not lie to me, Nave. Head thee out to find a corset for Juliet." He started going back to his work. I. I could see a flush on her face and felt the same on mine. With her other hand, she reached behind me and unfastened my bra; there I was standing in front of her with both titties exposed; my nipples were beginning to get hard. She ran her fingertip over them and I sighed. She then stepped away from me and removed her own bra. Even though I had seen her breasts before, today, I was seeing them in a totally new way. Both of us were breathing hard. Not knowing what to say or do; we both looked. A few bad jokes and several drinks later there is a knock at the door, it's the fashionable late friend who is a blonde bombshell in an itty bitty skirt. You gravitate towards the new comer, getting her a few drinks and getting to know her better all while that special little mental censer that points out the fun ones to dominate is going nuts over her.So now your both drunk and got her hands all over you, when she whispers to you that she likes it when you take charge. Suddenly its all, ding.