We're all sixth form college student so are all young 18 year old lads. Anyway, so a couple of times we've been asked to go shirtless for Ladies night...s at work as we serve drinks. We're all quite toned and muscly and enjoy going to the gym a lot, so we don't mind showing off what we've got, especially seeing as it gets us plenty tips. A short while ago when a few us were working one of these ladies nights, one of the customers - an average looking, middle aged woman - pulled me to one side, and. And... I'm sorry I don’t mean to flirt so!" She stammered but he felt her eyes gazing in to her eyes and felt warmth spread throughout her body. His eyes traced from her eyeballs to her mouth and back, even daring to look at her ample bosom as it lay below him. He brought her back up and gave an exaggerated tug pulling her slightly closer into him. "Don't say sorry... You’re not a sorry person. You apologize. When you say you’re sorry it makes you sound like pathetic sweet heart. “He said. His next question was, “did I ever let boys touch me there” and again I was blushing, and told him a little white lie, that “yes, I had “a few times” The honest answer should have been “lots of times”. My curiosity was killing me and finally I blurted it out, asking him if it was true about why he was called Donkey Boy when he was younger. He just chuckled, his deep laugh tickling my ears, and strangely seemed to be affecting me between my legs as well. He only said he had been teased all. The road was now totally silent, but she was reluctant to move. The last car, she had not heard it until it was almost on top of her, and had she not fallen, she may well have been spotted.After about half an hour, Terri took courage in her hands, and stood up, peering again through the bushes to make sure there was no-one around. There was silence, and it was now or never. Deciding that ‘walking’ across the road could leave her standing in the middle if another car appeared, she began bunny.