She was very pleased about that." Great. What else?" She said all it took was just to see you, or hear your voice, and it made her panties go damp." S...he didn't say that!" No, she didn't. --But I read it between the lines." Don't tease me, Betsy, please!" OK. Well, she knows, of course, why I keep asking her out to lunch, and with me buying. I think the restaurant I took her to this time was impressive enough to make her feel a little guilty, about stringing me along." So you talked some. Maybe give him my phone number. But I heard nothing. A few days later I was alone late one night. I quickly checked grindr and saw a message from him. “Can you come over now?” Part of me considered it. But I knew I had work early in the morning so I knew it was a bad idea. I sent him a reply explaining my situation. “Send me a picture of your pussy then.” With that one message I was rock hard. I began taking photos for him. I sent him a few very exposed photos of me fingering my tight pink. I was spinning inside my head, this was happening fast. My name is Mike, friends call me Oakey. Yeah, I bet, with this limb that's sprouting I get it, she said as she squeezed it through my pants. I placed my hand on her thigh & she spun the seat towards me, sending my hand up under the skirt and to a very wet pussy. I think we've established mutual interest, ready to follow me to my place? Yes I heard my self say as we stood & headed for the door.She got into a blue corvette & I followed her. It was the first day he had off in weeks and he definitely needed his rest. Not to mention, we had a big day planned. We had Christmas shopping to do, gifts to wrap, cards to write and cookies to bake. But all that could wait because my baby needed his rest.As I continued to stare at his beautiful face, I started teasing and twisting my nipples. Before long, I was wet and dripping with desire. My hand slid under my red lace panties and found my throbbing clit. I stood there gently rubbing my.