That touch of her gave me a shivering. She was about to get away shyingly, but the crowd pushed her and she was about to fall when I catch her from he... hand and waist and made her stable. She widened her eyes by my this act but said a polite thank you and try to get away but she accidentally left her bag there. Then I thought to see her was a co-incidence but touching her 3 times may be a coincidence as well but this leftover bag was a given opportunity. Now I thought of taking the full. Brita smiled, “My version of what’s next has the two of us going for a celebratory dinner, and then perhaps you would allow me the pleasure of your company at my apartment for a short time for coffee and a long time for ... whatever.”“I like that plan. I’ll let security know our plans. They get very upset if I strike out on my own.”“I understand. I have to talk to my people as well.” She almost laughed. Earlier we’d chuckled when I said something about having ‘my people call her people.’ The. I hope you don’t mind me wasting an orgasm on myself, but I’ve got plenty left for you.”I was somewhat embarrassed that she has seen me sniffing her panties and really didn’t know how to respond so I just stood there silently as she strolled up to me. My dick was trying to rise behind the leg of my shorts and about half of my bare shaft was sticking out at a 45º angle. Her eyes were directed at my crotch and when she was in front of me she reached down, wrapping her fingers around the exposed. He offered to show me one of the paintings and I of course agreed and followed him through a small hall way to a bare bed room with a bed and a few paintings on the wall. I gasped when I saw them. “They’re beautiful,” I said, my eyes scanning them. Jason reached out and held my hand. “You’re beautiful.” My heart skipped a beat. I had no idea what to say or think. I was this boy’s mother but he didn’t know that. My mind couldn’t think of anything to say so I did what seemed smartest. I took.