Hot Summer Cool-Down

One hot summer day I bought a cold drink from a street vendor. I was waiting for my Adult Friend Finder date and if he didn’t show up soon I’d have to go cool off inside somewhere. I stood by the door of a watch shop and was rubbing the cold aluminum all over my exposed skin, across my collar bone, down into the valley of my cleavage, and pressing against the swollen sides of my breasts. My hand rolled it further, across my stomach, and down, over my shorts, to the triangle between my legs. “Wow. Would you consider doing that in here, please?” a sexy English male voice said. I blinked, and suddenly became aware of what I was doing. I looked down at my hand as if to accuse it of acting on its own. Despite the heat my nipples stood hard out from the thin fabric of my latex bra, aching to be soothed with the cool sides of the hard, cold can. Quietly I lifted my hand away from my crotch and walked slowly towards the door. I wondered if he might be my Adult Friend Finder date. He opened it for me from inside and jumped out to help me enter. With a true chivalry he took my hand and led me inside. The first thing I noticed was the temperature change; it was definitely cooler, and much more comfortable than the oppressive heat outside. The outrageous humidity made everything feel limp, and only the surroundings of nice, cool luxury could make things feel crisp, fresh and lively again. I still held the drink in my hand, and when he looked at me he smiled. “Please, continue. You have a much better way with the soda then I do, and I like to watch, if that’s all right with you.” How could I resist such a charming Englishman? He walked over and locked the front door and turned the sign to read ‘Back in 15 minutes’. Then he returned and stood right in front of me. I decided this could be a lot of fun, and so what if my Adult Friend Finder man was only late – you should never make a woman wait! If this guy was any good I could initiate him into Adult Friend Finder. I lifted the can to my chest. I rolled it over and across my 34D cups, crushing my nipples in the solid smoothness of the sides.