Why you shouldn t ignore a woman
The sun had set as I was watching her as she enjoyed a glass of wine on the deck. She must have known I was watching, because she gave me a show. I had learned from her in other encounters that she liked being watched. It started off with her slowly licking her full lips after each sip of wine, then after a bit her hands would caress her body. She was wearing a low cut, long, loose t-shirt, I could clearly see as she cupped her breasts to squeeze them and pinch her nipples through the soft...