Go on." "We were like young girls, Mike. We took our tops off and played with our boobies like boarding school adolescents. We rubbed ourselves with f...avored oil and licked it off. She sucked my tits and I sucked hers. It was fantastic." His voice was much lower now. "Is that all you did?" His hands were under her bra, tenderly twisting her swollen nipples as she continued. "No, we couldn't stop there. By the time she touched my pussy, I was drenched from wanting her so much. When she showed. “I’ll just do that,” he told me in a somber voice, as he removed his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and went to powder his hands with chalk. One of the other men handed him a long wide leather belt as he finished which he put on.“How long have you been working out here? I don’t see any marks on the floor,” he asked as he stepped behind the bar.“Since I started school here in August of 3995,” I told him. He seemed surprised by my answer, before he squatted down, wrapped his hands around the bar,. " She smiled weakly and despite the fact it was inappropriate to the music, Phil swung her down and then picked her up again.She laughed and he laughed too, a huge smile on his face. His hands joined around her lower back and she wiggled closer, enjoying the strange intimacy. She tried to keep from ending up pressed against him but when his left hand dropped to her arse and cupped a cheek, she put both hands on his chest.They danced until the music changed and they had another drink, danced. Never had he treated her in such a way. Repeatedly having wished it, to have no kindness or consideration shown, that it had now happened, to have been used as nothing but an object of pleasure, it had stirred her desire at a greater depth than she had supposed it might.Her lingerie fared less well than the rest of her clothing. The delicate lacy material had quickly disintegrated in his hands. A tremor of excitement had coursed through her hearing the ripping sound as the bra and panties were.