“Go get dressed, before your father catches us. Forget this last half hour happened!” But of course neither of us could put the incident out of ...our minds. For some reason I was acting like I was part of a racy conspiracy, that was going to continue.I really had no intention to let things go any further, or progress in intimacy; and certainly not to happen once again. The second encounter, was as much serendipity with Depil-X as the first. This time though, I was the one who was doing the. When he finally finished (these boots are literally the most difficult to lace footwear I own), he reseated himself, swallowing again uncomfortably, and adjusting his erection so that it wasnt (as) visible to the restaurant. He must have done the math and realized that Id be making him do the other boot as well at some point in the near future, because now he was wearing that beat-down not-looking-forward-to-what-I-know-is-coming-for-me expression, the exact same one from the other day when I. "Ah, your wonderful smell! This will be enough for me for now." She returned to massaging my back in earnest.I drifted in the pleasure, all my tensions and worries pouring out of my body. Her hands are so skillful and wonderful. She put me into a state of thinking about absolutely nothing, not asleep but mindless. When I returned to consciousness, I noticed a soft tongue playfully licking my ears and the back of my neck."I hate to go," she whispered. "I really, really hate to go. But I'm due to. I was definitely more turned on than I had ever been.Mark was in the back seat. I was pissed at him already so I told Tim just to throw him back there and I wasn't going to deal with him tonight. Tim was able to drive since he only had a few drinks. I had about the same but being half his size. Mark passed out before we got on the bridge. While going over the Bay Bridge, Tim told me about how he had never danced with such a sexy woman. I told him that I had never danced with a man that could.