Neither one of us has had a date in so long we've probably forgotten what it's like." Ray kept a poker face, even when Karen suggessted they go to one... of the city's finest restaurants, a four-star establishment reknowned for its cozy, intimate atmosphere. Inside, though, his stomach was doing cartwheels. He couldn't believe that after all this time that his dreams might be coming true. Karen, too, was excited. She'd thought about it, and realized that deep down she'd always wanted this. It was. I went back to her feet, working her ankles then her calves. Spreading her legs, I sat between them, her bare pussy calling me. I sat back on my heels, my knees about mid-thigh on her. I dribbled the oil in a u-shape from one knee to the other up each leg then turning back down at her belly button for the other leg. Placing a hand on each thigh, I sat up. Putting pressure on each leg, I rose, sliding my body towards her tummy. If someone were looking, it would have resembled the child's pose in. ’ Her Mother explained to him, like she was apologizing for the momentary accidental display. He left soon after and went to work, then began a regular ritual of stopping off to see her every single day. He walked in a few weeks later to find her with the bandages off. Her face bore angry red scars where the glass had slashed her, the one on her neck started just under her ear and continued on down out of sight, it was by far the worst one, raised and angry appearing. The cuts on her face were. Is this what she does all day? Just sits in here and watch people fuck? I thought she said she was working! I turned to look at her in her computer chair and... well, she was working on something alright, but I doubt she was getting paid for it.She was gently rubbing her fingers over her clit in small circles. I watched her as she looked at her computer screen, eyes seemingly glued to the people fucking. Every time the man thrust his cock into the woman, Melanie would switch from rubbing her.