Mr.Johnson made a few steps and stood left to her, then handed her the binoculars.
She takes them somehow reluctantly, because she will need to handle them with both hands.
So she will have no chance to adjust her clothes if needed.
Suddenly Mr.Johnson put hand on Sallys back, between her shoulder blades.
“So I usually start watching just into the trees.” He said and started pointing with his other hand in front of them.
“Just try to watch when I am pointing.” He instructed her.
Sally put binoculars to her eyes. And immediately felt her t-shirt rise up. Not much, but the hem was dangerously close to the point where tights end and buttcheek starts.
“That's it, now, just slowly observe the trees and try to find some birds” Mr.Johnson said and his hand moved to the small of Sallys back.
This simple movement made Sally tremble. She prayed that he wouldn't notice that.
“OH yes, here we go again.” Mr.Johnson thought when felt her trembling. Same as a week ago he decided to play with her.
“Do you see something?” He asked
“No, not yet.”
“Maybee try another direction,” Mr.Johnson advised.
Sally started to turn to the left but almost lost balance.
Before she felt a strong hand hug her from the side.
“Carefully lass, allow me to help you,” Mr.Jhonson said cheerfully. As he put his hand on her belly, and another remained on small of her back.
Now he was holding her securely and his hands were very close to her private parts.
Sally wished that he would move them lower. And under her shirt.
“Please lower,” she whispered before she realized what she was saying.
“What was that?” Mr.Johnson asked, and moved his hand slightly closer to Sally's butt.
Her reaction was as he expected.
Almost audible whimper escaped her lips. As she tries to hold her composure.
Then it happened, he put his hand on her left buttcheek and very gently coupped it.
When his rough hand met with her firm flesh she moaned. Didn't care if he heard her or not. This was what she was missing.
Finally that feeling was back, but why wasn't he continuing?
Sally was confused why he wasn't doing more.
She was aroused and wet and needed more.
But was too embarrassed to ask for it
directly. So she was at his mercy for now.
Mr.Johnson smiled, when his hand cupped her butt. Oh such a nice feeling to hold such a firm buttcheek. His other hand close to Sally's crotch he almost felt the heat and wetness.
He was sure Sally wanted more. But he was determined to play with her even more than a week earlier and prolonged her arousal.
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