On the other hand if he was an axe murderer, surely he wouldn't have just run away from a veritable gift victim. The thought of having a stolen moment...with a complete stranger excited her dramatically causing a slight tingling between her legs. He was rapidly disappearing out of sight though, so if she was going to do something she decided she had to do it now."Hey, wait" she called after him and started to walk in his direction.The man stopped and turned round with a puzzled look on his face.. It only took a moment before I was naked before him, my clothes scattered across my entryway and into my bedroom. Stumblingly dragging him backward I let him stroke me, his hands caressing up and around my body, his mouth moving down to suckle and tease my tits. When he pressed close I could feel his cock, big and hard, through his jeans. I leaned my head back, my hips rolling into him, feeling his shape against my pussy. He pulled me in harder, his teeth just grazing my nipples as he worked. At one point my blouse popped open whilst I was handing him a tea. We were both startled and stood like deer in the headlights before I quickly re-buttoned myself. Things continued until very recently when I decided to take the initiative. I would start something and hopefully get a little extra out of it. Given I had a lot riding on this, on the day I made sure I went for gold. I put up my hair and make up in classic forties secretary style; hair up in a smooth bun, dark smoky eyes and. No way, I thought; I’m not going to bed with a 16 year old boy!I’ll just flirt a little more though, that’s ok.I smiled; “Excellent. Now you tell me about yourself, and I’m going to listen.” I told him.Normal shit; he had a younger sister, mom and dad. School, some sport, no girlfriend. He couldn’t see that I was stroking my groin as we talked. Tickling myself fruitlessly.“I like talking to you.” I told him, “There must be a lot of girls your age that are more interesting than me.”“Not that.