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It was another hot summer day as I took a break from work to go to my favorite sandwich shop. There I can get away from work and relax during my hectic week. I sat down in my favorite corner table to read my emails in private on my laptop.My favorite waitress came over and said, "Emily, would you like your usual iced tea today???Yes. That sounds perfect, Samantha."She winked playfully and said, ?I'll be right back with that,? as I nodded in approval. She was a beautiful young woman, in her early to mid-twenties with beautiful long blonde hair and a smile from ear-to-ear with the cutest little dimples. Not to mention a stunning figure (it's not the food that brings me here, trust me).Quickly, she came back to my table with my drink and asked, ?Are you eating with us today??In no hurry to face the heat I nodded and ordered my favorite chicken sandwich. I've always noticed Samantha takes extra special care of me, knowing I have but sixty minutes for my lunch.Within a few minutes I had my sandwich and Samantha asked, ?Is there anything else I can get you today??I was in a playful mood and said, ?Yes. You could give me a massage. They're trying to kill me at work."She smiled and said, ?I don't think I can do that here." She then giggled, making those seductive dimples even more noticeable. As my mind swirled around images of her hands easing my stress, my hands began to shake. I was dropping more breadcrumbs that Hansel and Gretel.As I finished my sandwich, she came over with my bill and said, ?Emily, if you're serious I would love to give you a massage.?The look on my face must have been priceless. I'm sure my jaw almost hit the table. I looked at her and said, ?Okay, how about after work?" Thinking I'll go along with this and rubbing my aching chin.She said, ?My shift ends in about three hours. ?Would you like to meet for a drink first rus escort over at the Kat?s corner bar??I said, ?Oh you mean Pam?s Place, they changed the name now.? I was dumbfounded, never for a moment expecting her to take me up on it.But playing it cool, my voice quivering, I said, ?Yes, sure I would love that. As soon as I can get away from work, I?ll run. I mean drive ...over there."We exchanged phone numbers just in case I was unable to make it. (But only a massive coronary and/or a car running me over could have kept me from this date with destiny.) I was able to get off work on time despite my very distracted mind and hurried to the bar, finding her waiting for me.Sitting, I noticed she already had ordered a glass of wine, so I ordered a margarita as we begin to talk. Samantha said, "Emily, you look beautiful. Like you always do. I've always admired that about you. Well, that and your generous tips." (I think she said "tips")Her unexpected compliments had me blushing. She leaned closer, her gentle fingertips, exploring my warm, pink cheeks, causing my heart to race and practically ruining a brand-new pair of black lace panties.When our legs touched, I began to wonder about the availability of a nearby lady?s room stall. Clenching my quivering thighs together as I turned to face her, I whispered, ?OH, I've always thought you are so very beautiful, and I love those cute little dimples."She smiled, exposing those even cuter dimples, teasing me but reminding me to leave her a 100% tip from now on.We had another drink, getting to know each other a little bit better when she softly said, " You know, I don't live too far from here. Would you like to go there? It's not so noisy and I have the makings for another margarita or some wine if you prefer." (I don't watch a lot of porn, but when yenimahalle escort I do that line has been used in at least 99% of them.)Quickly, I agreed. We then walked the block to her home. I kept a respectful distance behind her, wondering how I had never noticed how her butt wriggles like Jell-O in an earthquake. She had a very small but clean apartment that overlooked the city from the third floor and was done nicely bright and cheerful. Capturing her bubbly personality.After making our drinks she said, ?Emily would you mind if I took a quick shower. I smell like food??"Sure," I said giggling. "I'll enjoy the view...of the city," I said as playfully as I could.Walking away, she began to undress before even getting to the shower. Her body was just as gorgeous as her face.I continued gulping my margarita when suddenly, I heard Samantha yell, ?Emily could you come in here? I need you for a second.?I sat down my glass, hurdled the sofa and dashed into the bathroom, barely making her out in the steamy shower, but hearing her through the mist, ?You know Emily I promised you a massage. Why don't you join me??I?ve had a few bi experiences in my early years, but it had been such a long time. I was not going to let this opportunity pass me by. So, jumping at the chance, I stripped and jumped into the shower and she gave me the most sensual massage one could possibly hope for. I was in heaven while she rubbed my shoulders and neck with her soapy hands.I turned to face her, and we began the deepest, softest kissing on record, our hands running thru each other?s hair, intense tingles running all through my body as our slippery breasts mashed together. I began running my hands over her body with the soapy water, exploring every inch of her. Some areas more so than others. Her curvaceous butt cheeks were the prime target of my attention.We got out of the shower and dried off. Then went into her bedroom. Samantha patted her bed and said, ?Here, Emily. Lie here." Well, if she insisted!She jumped into the bed as we continued kissing. Her nipples hard and erect rubbing against mine. Her hand began rubbing my labia. I softly moaned her name while her fluttering tongue slid down my taut tummy, going down for a taste. Happening so quickly I was caught by gasping surprise as I had an orgasm like I have not felt in a long time.I wanted to give Samantha the same pleasure now. Lowering myself between her thighs as my tongue traced her mound, I slid a finger inside her. She was soaking wet. I began licking her and tasting her. She came so quickly. It was magical. I lost count of our orgasms.The room turned from bright light to dim sunset as the sun began to fade. Samantha got up and turned on the lights, saying she loved it bright in her apartment. I was glad, giving me a perfect view of the contours of her naked body. We laid exhausted in each other's arms cuddling and kissing. I looked at her and sadly told her I must be going home since we both had work in the morning.She understood and said what I was thinking. "I wish you could spend the night." I teared up, my tears mixing with her nectar on my messy cheeks. We hugged tightly and felt each other breathe."I wish I could, but I must get home." I looked at Samantha and said, ?Let?s do this again sometime soon."?Anytime you like Emily. I enjoyed and needed this very much?.I got in my car and drove home thinking about the beautiful time I'd just had. I hardly slept a wink that night thinking of my passionate new lover.I knew I had a full day's work the next day and I would not be able to see her at the sandwich shop. But I was missing her so much. I resisted my urge until mid-morning before calling, letting her know I would not be around today because of my job. Hearing her voice on the phone, it was all I could do to stay at my job and not run down to the sandwich shop. Or at least order dozens of various colored roses.