Keira's hands touched my waist. Her eyes closed, her head tilting. The tip of my tongue lightly brushed her closed lips. A feeling of vertigo washed o...er me. Kissing Keira was unbelievably arousing.Her hands tightened on my hips. She pressed her lips to mine. My eyes closed and her scent of cucumber and lilac filled my senses. In my dream Keira pressed her young body against me. Her lips moved. The tip of her tongue touched the tip of mine. My erection swelled.In the nowhere where we were, the. She was still flirting lightly, but the hour we spent in the sauna and the Jacuzzi seemed to confirm to me that she wanted to be intimate friends, and have me as a mentor, not as a lover. She might change her mind, but I truly didn’t expect her to do that. And despite my attraction to her, that was just fine. In fact, as I thought about it, it was probably preferable because of the business relationship.Then there was my conversation with ‘Lucy Alexa’, and what amounted to a demand to fool. His caress was slow and deliberate, she purred as he moved to her mouth and unbuttoned her blouse, there was no ‘gasps’ of outrage, this man was not her husband and his honey voice had dulled any moral hostility she had, slowly fingers found her nipple and the slowly they hardened as they were squeezed and stretched; all the time teasing her with his mouth and eventually lifting her tit free so that abundant mount of desire cold be massaged and moulded. A slight shudder went through her being. And that included accepting how these changes might affect her future."Do you want to touch me?" she asked, feeling like she was asking a stupid question."Yes," he said, simply."No boy has ever touched me," she said, feeling it to be an entirely sensical pronouncement."I know," he responded, in tune with where she was, emotionally."Okay, then," she said, as if she had just haggled over the price of some bauble and was agreeing to the final amount.He started disrobing and she let him get his.