He knew then that at least for the present she was all his. She sashayed towards him and took the glasses from him, placing them on the coffee table. ...Her arms went around his neck, and she pressed herself against him. She felt his erect cock, giggled and sighed. Their lips met and they devoured each other. All worries were eclipsed for him as they got into it.She was tugging at his tee shirt, over his head and off. Then she was fumbling at his belt and drawing his zip down. Then his pants and. . She started to plan out her performance. She picked her music and started to plan a routine (of course she wouldnt let me see it ever)So for the 10 weeks of teasing and torture I was just imaging the whole thing and how the night would hopefully go.. So finally the night was approaching quickly she was going to pick out her outfit for the night..She told me that she had already picked out the place where she was dancing and told me that she has to go early to meet her there at 10:00 pm… The. She poured a glass of wine – an excellent vintage, and served at just the right temperature, cool but not chilled – and picked at her lunch without much enthusiasm. A plan was beginning to form in her mind. She secreted another bottle of water inside a small cupboard, together with a couple of bread rolls, and some fruit. She ordered steak (rare) for her evening meal. Yasmin watched, unseen behind the two-way mirror. After the meal had been cleared away, Emma started looking through the books. I had my eye on a cute little bikini, the colour of which would match her eyes beautifully. She was a little reluctant to try on the bikini, but when she did - it looked great! She gave me a big hug and thanked me warmly. As we stood there in the change room, in her arms I felt an attraction to her that I knew was more than just friendly. I wasn't sure if it was just me, but when we broke from the hug, she continued to hold on to my arm, and became much more tender with me. We left the.