He wasn't her type at all. he looked out of place here. Dressed a bit old fashioned and wore glasses. A bit of a geek but she smiled and said she'd lo...ve to dance.As they walked to the dancefloor I thought to myself, "boy it's your lucky night!! They danced for a while and I could tell he was punching far above his weight but Donna was being very polite and was letting him touch her. After 15 minutes they came and sat down by me and again I was introduced as 'just a friend'. The geek politely. “If we do this, we do it all the way. That pussy is mine and I can use it whenever and however I want?” She closed her eyes and shuddered. “Yesss.” “Alright then. Do you have a safe word or anything?” She looked startled for a moment, then grinned up at him in sheer delight, his cock laying across her cheek and covering one eye. “I knew you would understand. Yes, master. My safe word is ‘apple’. Cameron couldn’t describe the thrill that went through him when she called him master. It fit,. You know,” she mumbled, dabbing her weepy eyes. I made a grab for the tissue box at my bedside, as she did the same. My knee jolted her thigh and my arm brushed across Gran’s tits. It was weird. I hadn’t realised her nipples were erect. I couldn’t see them, her blouse was an opaque material but I felt them, my wrist somehow ultra sensitive.I love nipples. Whenever I could grab a feel of a girl it was always the upper deck I went for rather than down below. In some happy situations I have sucked. ' She asked. 'Well why not write your phone number down and put it through his letterbox?.' I said. She smiled and nodded. 'I will, tomorrow morning, on my way to work.' The next night we were all having dinner when Angie's phone went, she answered it, looked at me and smiled, and then left for the bedroom. Around fifteen minutes later she called me in. 'That was Steve' she said 'I explained the situation, told him I'm married but that doesn't stop me (wink). He says he fancies me but he's.