Why does it cause a catch in my breath? "Sure," I manage to respond, hoping my reluctant tone doesn't hurt her feelings.She hands me her sunscreen and...turns her back to me, lifting her hair off her neck. I squirt a little dab in my hands and tentatively reach over applying it to her smooth shoulders, rubbing it in. Squirting more in my hands, I liberally apply the lotion down her narrow back, taking my time, as I don't know what to do if she turns around. "Would you mind doing the front too?". Being aware that we are in a public place, we continue to sip our wine and I feel your hand sliding up my leg to my inner thigh. My sudden intake of breath brings a calming comment from you as you tell me to just relax; no one can see us.Your hand moves closer to that tiny warm triangle at the end of my thigh and I hear you moan in appreciation as you realize I'm not wearing any panties. Your fingers find my wetness and one finger slides easily into me as the waiter approaches to fill our wine. Not much more was said. We got up and I headed down to my room to change my clothes. Jack was there."Where the hell have you been? You don't watch the last two games with us, you don't come home last night? What gives?" I've been at Callie's," I admitted."Last NIGHT?" I nodded. "What happened?" Not a good idea to talk about it right now, OK?" All right. But-good or bad?" Good, if she doesn't freak, OK?" OK."I met her for breakfast, and she seemed better. We went through our classes that. The dress, low cut at the back, touching the top of her bottom, and the show of cleavage in front, set her back a few bucks, but with what she had in mind was worth every penny. Her shoes were next and to finish it off, she fastened a fashionable necklace, accentuating her two full orbs threatening to pop out. Lastly, she inserted a diaphragm into her pussy and put a tube of lube in her tiny handbag.The knock on the door at the stroke of nine announced the continuation of her adventure. One.