"Yeah a little," I agreed. We smiled at each other, her face lights up when she smiles."Look I like you," she smiled at me, "so let's us take it one d...y at a time, ok." Sure," I agreed."So tell me about yourself," she asked."Well not much to tell, I graduated with a first in Business management at a red brick university and since then I done a few jobs here and there. At the moment I'm working for one of your old man's company as a junior manager."What about girls," she asked with a smile."Well. He started his massage again on my back pressing his rod simultaneously in my pussyhe rubbing my shoulders and took my arm in his and rubbing it and his hands moved towards mt armpits and than to my side clevage boobs iam really enjoying it and moaning to my self slowly.Now he took my right hand started massaging it and my side of the boobs hard,he most concentrating on my boobs.he sat on my bums i shouted arre ababpu he replied dont worry beti i dont put weight it make me do easy massage and i. I couldn't place the accent, which is unusual for me, possibly Irish, but I'm not sure. I looked down, trying not to see the tight vee of her blue bikini bottoms, nor the impression of her pubes in the wet fabric, nor the stray, dark hairs peeping from the groin. I passed her the bottle, and her hand slid a little across mine. I smiled and tried to figure out how to stay longer. Then she did it for me."These bloody showers never stay on long enough, do they!" she said. "Would you mind holding. " You save them for Caitlin too, you bastard." Yes, Ma'am," I said, still grinning.Then that brash confidence sagged again."Be good, Bobby. She loves you." I will. Now go on, before I'm tempted to molest you again."She surprised me by leaning in for another kiss. This one was very tender, almost reluctant. When she pulled back there were tears in her eyes."I should have fucked your balls off when I was fourteen," she whispered.Then she turned, wiping her eyes, and walked out of the door.Which.