More Mutual Pleasures of A Dirty Girl

It had been three days since he had last seen Sonya. It wasn’t that unusual to miss one another for that length of time; they both led busy lives, but in the circumstances he did wonder if she had been avoiding him. Perhaps she was embarrassed about their encounter. Terry decided to take the bull by the horns and pay her a visit.


She answered quite quickly when he knocked on her door that evening but she did look away shyly when he smiled at her. “Everything okay?” He asked her.


“Yes, fine.” She told him. “Just been busy with my studies.”


“Yes it must hard going at times.” He replied. “All the more reason though to take time out now and again.


She managed a smile as she moved away from the door to let him enter. He glanced down at the bed and for a moment imagined himself lying next to her in there, feeling her nakedness against him. In the corner of the room was a desk and chair; the table had a laptop on it and a pile of books. Sonya sat down on the chair.


“So what are you studying then?” He asked trying to get a conversation going.


“Economics.” She responded.


“Bloody hell that sounds hard going.” He laughed.


She smiled back at him. “It is but I do like it.” She smiled back.


She was beginning to open up to him now but he suddenly noticed her grimace as she turned to look at the books on the desk. “Anything the matter?” He asked.


“It’s nothing.” She told him. “My shoulders are a bit sore.”


Within moments he was behind her. “All that stooping over books.” He told her as he spun her round on her swivel chair and gripped her shoulder blades.


Before she could object his thumbs were digging into her shoulder muscles. It was almost as if he had a healing touch as she suddenly sighed. “Oooooh just there.” She said. “That’s where it is painful.”


He rubbed again. “Yes I can feel the knots of tension there.” He told her.


Through the thin material of her tight top he massaged her shoulder blades, taking his time to knead the knots of flesh and loosen them. He could feel her relaxing and unwinding and her breath getting slower and slower. “Do you think about the other night?” He asked her quietly.


“Yes.” She replied quietly.


“Thought you might have come back for more?”


Sonya didn’t respond.


“Feel a little embarrassed about it?”


She never responded but her breathing increased telling all that he needed to know.


“Nothing to be ashamed about.” He told her. “You have needs.”


“I know.” She said quietly. “It’s just………just that you are old enough to be my father.”


“Yes and experienced enough to give you pleasures that a young man can’t give you.” He responded.


Sonya gave no response but as he looked over her shoulders at her breasts he could see her nipples very erect. His fingers automatically reached down for them. She gasped as his fingers folded around them and squeezed them through her top. Terry remembered from their earlier encounter how she had enjoyed them being squeezed tightly. Sonya showed her approval with a sigh.

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