When I finished work I rushed home in my bycicle, went to my room and wanked myself thinking of Tara, a few times that evening and many times on Satur...day. At about 7.45 AM my mum came to my bedroom and said that there was a phone call for me. It was Tara. She called to ask me how quickly I could get to her apartment. I said “If I try after I wash and dress, with my bicycle I can be there in about 25 minutes” She asked me to do that. I wanted not to have a blatant hard on when I went but 20. There was more gentle pressure as I felt a gentle soothing circular motion. It was rather pleasant and I relaxed even more. The fingers moved up my thigh and I felt them trying to explore the zip in my trousers. Sliding down a bit in the seat to allow easier access I felt my zip being slowly pulled down. Turning slightly in my seat I could smell what was either a nice strong after shave or it may have been a subtle perfume. I could hear myself as if in the distance give a little moan of. I closed my eyes in a strange satisfaction. I started imagining what she would be doing now and a minute from now. The anticipation of pleasure was so overwhelming that I began feeling uncomfortable.inner me was shouting and crying to open eyes and gaze the cleavage of the woman I revered so much. I was officially not a boyfriend yet, and therefore I found it right to not gaze into her private zones at this point of time. I reminded my inner me of how unfaithful it would be to interfere with. One wall was a huge mirror. A window allowed the sunshine in. Stephanie slipped her coat off and hung it up on the rack by the door. She stepped into the chair and leaned her head back closing her eyes."Mrs. Davis, I'm Janice," the woman said as she stepped into the room and closed the door softly. She went to the window and lowered the blinds."Hi," Stephanie said, sitting up a little.Janice turned the chair so that it faced the mirror wall and wrapped a cloth apron around Stephanie's neck and.