I don't know why it happened, but he came really quickly this third time. I was expecting it to be a really long shag, but at least we had used the wh...le pack of three, and I had lots to tell Gary about. The clock said 11.25 pm. I came straight to the point, and asked him if he thought he had another fuck left in him.He said he hadn't got any more condoms, and I said, "good, I want to feel you without one." It was very naughty, and a risk of course. But I was on the pill, so it was only the. "She had prepared a small tray with my favourite whisky, her own favourite brandy, and a couple of glasses. I sat down in the sofa, and I felt my cock stir when she came back from the kitchen, her lovely, rounded hips swaying in the enticing way, which only high heels can render. She poured the coffee and sat down in one of the armchairs."Tell me, how was your trip?" Business-wise it was a tremendous success. Personally a bit boring. You know, hotels are the same all over." No little naughty. The funniest thing was that he had no idea of how lost he was. He simply kept driving the Vauxhall down the lane and waited for the "Real England" to appear. And, of course it did.It began innocently enough. The hedgerows gradually decreased in height, there was a sharp left turn in the lane and in front of him was a small village. He slowed the car and found a place at the side of the road and stopped. And looked!! It was like a picture post card. For a start, his was the only car in sight,. To this day neither of us knew what Hank was up to. He always came to the park alone except for the last day we met. There was no sense asking Hank what was up. He wasn’t much of a talker. ‘This is Gary.’ was all he said about it. I thought maybe we were going to have a threesome or something. But Hank made me follow him toward the woods and sent Gary away. All the while we walked I couldn’t get over how much Gary looked like me. We were both a couple of young skinny pale skinned twinks with.