I hadn't done a meet for a bout a year since my wank buddy (from previous write-ups) moved away. I decided to get back in the game as I found doing me...ts thrilling as along as the person is right and agreeable. I was 28 at the time when this happened.I stumbled across the personnel's section here on JC looking for anything which matched my criteria, I didn't find much however one ad stood out regarding a mid-week hotel meet in Central London. The host was in town every few weeks on business and. The Russian effort at supplying the Republic was slowing down. Many of the armaments Miaja received were from old stocks, often stockpiled for disposal by the Red Army. That didn't improve the General's opinion of the Russians.However, in mitigation, a Soviet grain ship, the Baku, had recently been torpedoed by Falangist Destroyers in the Meditterranean. The ship, totally innocent as it turned out, had caused a storm of protest. The Nationalist Navy was popularly believed, wrongly, to be crewed. I always used to stare at her body as it was very appealing and she used to flaunt her body. I used to read a lot of sex stories also those days and I started looking for stories on maid seduction.One day I was in my room and I was reading a story and shaking my tool, and I could hear my maid passing by. At that moment I made a plan to flash her. I slowly opened my bedroom door, so that she can see me masturbating. She had a glance at me and passed by. I thought she didn’t notice. After that. She also asked him about himself and discovered that he was just starting out in his career and was about to establish his own practice. They were quite friends by the end of the breakfast. He dropped her off at her house and promised to look in tonight. The day was hectic enough but her attention was constantly divided. There was the continual overwhelming worry about Uncle Mike, though she knew and understood the prognosis. And there was the continual replaying of mental tapes that were all.