“I’m ready. I want to do it. Can you teach me?” She asked. I laughed. “Me? Teach you? I’m not your boyfriend. You and your boyfriend can do ...that when you are ready for it.” She shifted closer to me. “Bolaji, I’m ready. I’m not joking… I don’t have a boyfriend; I just told you that. If there is anyone I could call a boyfriend, it’s you. Please teach me…” “What would I teach you?” I teased. “Don’t pretend… you know what I want. Teach me how to make love… I don’t want to be a virgin any longer.”. "Very nice" I said as we slid in opposite sides of the booth. He smiled at me as he sat. The lighting was dim but distinct as I marvelled at his good looks and perfect body. We ordered from the menu and engaged in some chit-chat while we waited for some drinks. "It's really a nice place, Nolan, thanks for inviting me". "My pleasure" he said said slowly and with a meaning we both understood. My foot then went to his lower leg, rubbing it slowly up and down. He shook his head as the food. ..Encounters with Tom – First EncounterThe garage is dark but I can hear movement inside so I venture in.“Early I see, there’s a good girl” comes a voice from the back.I walk further in and see Tom resting against a workbench on the far wall. He is taller than I remember about 5ft10 I would guess but hunched over slightly with age, his hair is almost white what is left of it and his glasses are thick with large black rims, set on the edge of his nose. Peering at me over his glasses he says. He moves his finger deeper inside me-it hurts, but I don’t mind. I can no longer see the line that separates pleasure and pain. All I know is that I want him. He moves his fingers from my pussy and starts gently rub my clit. I look down and watch him give me pleasure as I press my clit into his fingers. He says nothing, but his silence is more seductive to me. My body is begging for his cock. I’m so turned on, that I’d do or say anything for it. He moves his hands up to my breasts and fondles.