"Yes, people are so judgemental. I tell them I'm an accountant from the Home Counties who enjoys car boot sales and a late-night mug of cocoa, and they get it into their heads that I'm not the extrovert thrill-seeker of their dreams," Tina laughed.

John was immediately captivated by Tina's style of humour. Striking up a conversation with a stranger wasn't something he would ordinarily do, but he had promised his friend Cassie he would after she'd told him that his laid-back approach to life was exactly what appealed to some people.

"Maybe there should be mute date nights. People could get to know each other by pointing and waving their hands. That might even make ordinary topics fun," John suggested.

"Excuse my laughter: I'm just imagining the rules still applying after a successful introduction, though I suppose taking hold of someone's hands and putting them where they were needed most wouldn't be cheating. That doesn't sound dull to me at all," Tina giggled.

"Be careful. I might get it into my head that you've just invited me on a mute date," John warned.

"It's you who needs to be careful; I just did!" Tina confirmed, having decided that John had the harmlessly eccentric personality she often found appealing.

Within half an hour, Tina was already sitting beside John on her sofa, pointing to her blouse. John took the hint, unbuttoning it and removing her bra, then easing his touch over Tina's breasts and slipping his lips onto her nipples.

Everything that seemed odd about their mute date night was also part of what made it different, and in a positive way. Though directing John through gestures was the fun element, Tina found that being with someone who appeared to share her love of the ridiculous, rather than merely going along with it, was an unexpected bonus.

When John's lips lifted momentarily from her breasts, Tina removed her skirt and knickers and led him to her bedroom. Once on her bed, she pointed her left index finger between her legs and, with a giggle of devilish mischief, slowly ran her tongue along her lips.

Though John didn't consider himself particularly skilled at interpreting others' wishes, Tina's actions left him feeling unusually confident. When John's lips slipped towards Tina's pulsating wetness, her giggles made him happy, and his movements pleased her, too.

Keeping things fresh with a kink that many wouldn't have appreciated ensured Tina's body was already awash with anticipation as John's lips and tongue plunged into her excited wetness. Her laughter rang out to express her escalating arousal, but also as a celebration of sharing fun with a like-minded accomplice.

As John increased the intensity of his swirling tongue-work, Tina's laughter and other sounds of appreciation grew louder. His hands steadied her as she shifted with delight, and the realisation that her visitor was about to unlock something notable made the experience even better.

Though Tina was engrossed in her 'speechless' encounter, her thoughts briefly drifted to those who'd tried and failed to satisfy her. She remembered how their obsession with clichés and self-promotion had prevented them from making the right impression, emphasising how ill-suited they would have been to the current circumstances.

Encouraged by Tina's non-verbal feedback, John pursed his lips around her gorged clit. This posed a significant challenge to Tina's task of staying silent, though she was more than happy with John's way of keeping his end of the bargain.

John's efforts drew moans of pleasure from Tina as she writhed and squirmed beneath them. If John had paused and lifted his head, he would have seen Tina's arm outstretched in a symbolic thumbs-up, but he didn't, and Tina wasn't complaining.

As Tina's body shook with the arrival of her climax, her celebratory cries and laughter echoed through the bedroom. The sound filled John's heart with joy and drove him to do whatever he could to make Tina's release as special as possible.

John had already brought Tina's quirky idea to life in a way that exceeded her most optimistic expectations, and his willingness to maximise her enjoyment of it came as no surprise. The gasps and laughter that formed the soundtrack were something Tina knew she'd remember for a long time, as was the intense pleasure John had given her.

Once Tina had taken all she could from John's lips and tongue, she slowly returned to the point where her 'mute' directive no longer applied.

"I'm all giggled out," Tina said with a grin.

"The myth of the dull, car-boot-sale-loving, cocoa-drinking accountant has been laid to rest for good," John replied.

Tina decided she'd had enough fun on their first encounter to suggest that John should join her the next time she needed escapism with a twist. She felt that telling John exactly how she intended to spice things up next time might take some of the fun out of it, though when she did send him on his way, she was waving a fish slice at him!