I was so upset, I didn’t want him to leave, didn’t want the flight to end. He slipped a piece of paper in my pocket with the address of the hotel ...e’s staying at, complete with room number. Under that, it said: “Dress sexy, come to the door in your girl clothes” A few hours later I showed up to the hotel, which was fairly near my house, in sweatpants and a sweatshirt. Under these, I had my thong, and a tight black dress I had rolled up around my waist. I went into the bathroom inside the hotel,. As punishment, she took a long time exploring his toes, exclaiming over their length, and the boniness of his ankles. He was shaking trying to stay still under her merciless fingers. She knew what she was doing, damn it, and deliberately searched for the caress that made his breath hitch and his skin twitch. She ran her fingers along his shins, never touching the skin, just the hair. He writhed, it was liking having a thousand erotic spiders walking on him. ‘Please,’ he gasped. She ignored him. ‘I know. If I wasn’t meeting Mags and Em in a few minutes I would ask you to wank me,’ she suggested. I escorted her down to the bar next to the banqueting suite where we met up with the two girls. Both with a glass of wine in hand - Dutch courage no doubt. Wendy decided she’d like a glass of wine too so I popped to the bar to get us both one. The girls relaxed and the three of them, all dressed as schoolgirls, walked into the hall next door a few minutes later. Whilst Wendy and the rest of the. Ron was a little jealous of them because they were well built and were always flirting with me. As the party went on, I started to become really buzzed. I wasnt used to drinking a lot and I was trying to keep up with the younger crowd. A popular hip hop song was playing and Hassan grabbed my arm and said let dance Momma I went with it and we joined Amanda and her boyfriend and two other couples. Hassan was a good dancer and was really rubbing up against me. I was very turned on feeling his.