You push back against me, and I grind my moving cock into your ass, as my hands move up and cup your breasts.We stand there for moments, enjoying the ...eeling and capturing the moment. I unzip your dress and move my hands around to your bare skin, caressing your tummy while kissing your upper back. I can feel your knees weaken as my arms support your weight. Slowly I begin to remove your dress, pulling it down over your shoulders, but letting it hang on your upper arm, suspended, as my fingers. There was a short pause and what seemed like a long silence, then she said sure, okay, sounds fun. I hung up and immediately started to jerk off. The next day doing the job it was a little awkward. She didn't say much and neither did I. I couldn't tell if it was just us both being nervous and that she was having second thoughts. At any rate, we got through it and when I dropped her off at her apartment, she leaned in kissed me on the check and told me she'd see me tonight. She had never. I saw Jamie looking at Becky's ass as she walked away.I went over and greeted Jamie with a quick hug and a kiss on her cheek. She seemed a little uncomfortable around me as well, maybe even a little scared. I was somewhat unsure how this night would end up; perhaps Becky was pushing too hard.Jamie was dressed in a pale blue blouse and a knee length white skirt. Her makeup was tasteful and she was wearing a nice, light perfume. We chitchatted for a few moments till we heard Becky."Hey, Jamie,. I thought that I would like to see what was under them. "Hi," she said, "What would you like?” "Red wine please," I replied. "I had you figured for a beer man." she said. "I do, real ale mostly, but, I do like my wine, I would like a decent wine cellar if money was no object.” "Now, you've surprised me there," she said. "How do you mean?" I asked. "I thought you were a bit rough and ready." "Oh thanks, stereotyped again," I said. "No, sorry, it's just that, well, you know.” "It's.