You're making me blush."Again Laura covered one of Brandi's hands with hers. "Let's go somewhere," she whispered. "We can't deprive ourselves this way... It's love between us too, you know. Not just fucking."Now two big tears rolled from Brandi's eyes and down her cheeks. "I know." We can go to your hotel. You don't have to come to my place." Laura smiled. "Anyway, it's closer."Brandi smiled and giggled through her tears. "We better hurry before I start stripping right here and begging you."In. Oh my god she thought, had he seen her phone? Had he seen she was on tinder? She'd die if that got out, although she'd been divorced 6 months and her friends had encouraged her to get back out there, she wasnt sure she could face people knowing she was on there after all, people only used it for sex right? thats what the younger women at worked said they did.At lunch, she sat at the canteen table, pushing the salad around her plate. Angry at herself for worrying what others might think. So what. As her hand moves over the white panties and bra, I nod my head.Standing in front of me she begins to slowly pull her panties on, wigglling them over her sexy butt. My cock begins to twitch. I watch her pussy disappear and give a little groan. Before she puts her bra on, she begins to fondle her breasts. My mouth isdry and open. Looking at me she asks, "Do you think I've put on any weight?"I smile and shake my head.After putting her bra on, she sits down, raising a leg as she gently slides her. It feels like two cans of Coke. She wondered why I didn't take it out before dancing with her! Suddenly my hands are on her bare ass! Not over her skirt, but inside her panties! She struggles, but I held her tight. My large hands molded the soft silky curves. As she struggles she wriggles against me. I seem to be rubbing the Coke bottles against her! " No, let me go." Her voice is low, pleading. There is no point being demanding. She knew that would get her nowhere. My hands are electrifying on.