When she reached the front of the stage, she stood and smiled at the crowd for a moment, then spun round and made her way back to the chair. It was a ...inner table type chair, high backed. She sat on it, crossed her legs and smiled demurely for the audience, before spinning to her left. She put her left leg down on the floor, and stretched her right leg out as she took hold of the back of the chair with her left hand and leaned back. As she did so, her little black dress rode up. Tara waited. She sighed when I cupped my hand around her breast and her breathing got heavier as I started caressing first the one and then the other of her beautifully soft and perfect shaped breasts. She reached out her hand and touched my right breast and I let out a little moan of delight as she took my breast in her hand and began to massage and tenderly squeeze as her index finger and thumb teased my ever growing nipple. Oh, it was so lovely that I grew goose pimples all over my body.We lay there. As we started talking I get to know that she is bit hesitating to do so with other man, so I told sonal to send her into mens toilet.At first request she refused it but later agreed and followed me. The toilet were bit on the corner in that restaurant and there nobody can see us easily entering into toilet. She came inside immedietely. As it was happy hours so there was no such rush in the restro. I took her to the corner toilet and locked it from inside and started kissing her passionately.. He looked strangely annoyed. ‘It’s just a hobby, that’s all.’ ‘You live upstairs?’ she faltered, surprised. ‘Here?’ ‘There’s a studio flat built into what used to be the bell tower,’ Paula said as he gave a curt nod. ‘It’s tiny. There’s barely enough room to swing a cat. God knows why–‘ ‘Well as I haven’t got a cat, that’s not really a problem, is it?’ Matt interrupted again, his irritation still evident. ‘And I don’t exactly need anything any bigger. I’m never here as it is.’ Melissa.