" I empathised with him. I'd heard girls mention so many times their frustration, usually admitted after a few drinks or at sleepovers. 'Frustration' ...as often temporarily relieved but the fingers cure was no alternative to the real thing. He squeezed the gel on to his fingers, expertly massaging into my calf muscles. Such was the magic of his fingers, the effect was both soothing and erotic. My arousal was building. "Higher?" he asked, always the gentleman and always thinking of my feelings.. Just to give you a little information about myself: I am 42 years oldand still, if I say so myself, rather good looking. About 5'8" with awell proportioned body, 36D and 28 inches at the waist, 34 at the hips.My longish hair is almost platinum blonde (only my hairdresser knowsfor sure). I know my way around a lipstick and an eyelash curler, withno problem. As a matter a fact, I am the senior editor for beautyproducts and feminine hygiene for a major woman's fashion magazine. Ithink of myself as. Her eyes met his, and she held them without flinching before looking across at Ian and Jenny."I asked Don and Janice to join us; I knew you wouldn't mind."Ian got over his surprise quickly. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled."Hell, no, grab a seat; I'll mix up a couple more drinks."Jenny's first feeling was one of anger, but it subsided slowly as her thoughts began to gel. From the instant that Ben and Sue had arrived she had felt a strong, uncontrollable attraction toward Ben; and it had. Hell, she was hot and super young looking so I guess it works for her. This one Saturday morning I had awoke, I stayed the night with Jack and we had played Atari late. Jack was up already and could hear him talking to Jenny. She was having him go to the store to get some things for breakfast. But that would take him over an hour I thought to myself. I heard Jack go out the front door. I was just about to get up when Jenny came into the room. She went over to the window and opened the.