She emerged from behind the counter with his cigarettes and change. This daily routine allowed him to use the shop while his dog waited outside at the end of its leash. The scene amused those who had never witnessed it before, but the "No Dogs Allowed" sign was a challenge he enjoyed.

As he left the shop, he placed his cigarettes and change into his pocket. Beneath the coins was a piece of paper; he never requested or received a receipt, but mistakes occasionally happened.

Once he had casually unfolded the paper, he suddenly stopped, causing another pedestrian to scowl and his dog to tug on the leash.

'I would really like you to suck me. Mornings make me so horny. I will look out for your answer with your £20 note tomorrow, Nx,' the message said.

Exactly twenty-four hours later, he was back at the shop, passing his note to her along with cash for his purchase.

'I'm horny too; your plan sounds good; I'll be back in half an hour without the dog, Kx,' the note read.

When he arrived back at the shop, he smiled. A note on the window indicated that it would be closed from nine to ten due to a stock delivery. He approached the window to tap on it, but she was already opening the door and inviting him inside. She handed him a sheet of paper and gestured for him to read it. It read:

'Hi, I'm Nisha.

My friend talked of feeling a man's lips and tongue exciting her. My life means I can only share her joy so far. Help me better understand my friend's joy behind the counter.

It will mean so much

Nx'

Without a word being spoken between them, he walked behind the counter. Her skirt dropped to the floor as he kneeled before her. She was wearing nothing beneath her skirt.

Nisha felt his touch on her thighs and his breath between them. The pleasure of wetness through arousal was still exciting and new, despite being in her thirties.

He parted Nisha's lips gently and flicked a tongue inside. She felt electric.

Nisha sighed and moaned as his flickering tongue stirred and his lips pursed gently inside her. Her friend's words had been true.

His kisses held her secret space, releasing a sensation she never knew existed. Her body trembled; her pulse raced.

"My friend said..." Nisha began, but she could speak no more.

He flicked and swirled furiously. His lips pursed long and with intensity.

She squirmed, squealed, and exploded into climax, her face beaming with a smile. It was a dream come true. An experience she always thought would be just anecdotes from friends and no more. He could share much more, too; she knew that.

"Always listen to your friends," he said, rising to his feet and saying he hoped to see her tomorrow.