She had laid out a sexy little outfit for me – thigh high stockings with a garter belt, a little short black skirt with a tight white top, and black... platform slides. I put them on, and then she helped me with my hair and makeup, finishing off with a coating of bright red lipstick. She was dressed in some pretty skimpy clothes as well, and she had our digital camera ready. She had us strike several suggestive poses, both alone and with each other. When she was photographing the two of us we were. “I think you might be right.”“I hate it when it rains.”“I’m with you on that. If it was a sprinkle, we could go out and do some exploring, but that wind is creating some large whitecaps on the lake.”“Well, we’ll just have to make the best of it. I’m going to read my novel. What are you going to do?” Ron asked.“I’m going to do a little wood carving. I usually don’t have the time it takes to make something at home. I might as well take advantage of this opportunity.”I grabbed my knife, a piece of. I don’t run after her. If she wants to flow away, so be it.I enjoy the end of the show and the numerous rounds of applause. I was not so focused on the stage as usual but I will for sure remember this evening and the encounter with this young woman. I contribute to the applause and the soprano is called back on stage seven or eight times in a row. When the curtain falls on the stage for the last time, I take my stuff. I join the crowd and head towards the exit. It will take some time to walk. He spent a lot of time just kissing and biting my ass. He just seemed fascinated with it. I was tingling all over. Then he rolled me over and started kissing me again, and I just prayed that he wouldn't stop.Just like the time in the bushes, I practically handed my breasts to him, but this time, he went to town. He fondled and teased and licked them. I think I had my first orgasm that night, from him just nipping at my nipples gently with his teeth over and over again. Then he did that thing.