In english these translate into muff diving, blow job or fuck show. Having said that I had never seen the latter take place since, apparently, it requ...red in the order of twenty customers before the club was prepared to put one on. Such was the lack of interest in the establishment that rarely were so many customers therein. I cannot exactly remember when I first took part in the show. Certainly it was on one of my very early visits. Neither can I remember in which particular indulgence I. ...Mike had almost given up. He had suggestions from London, Cardiff, a sailor from Portsmouth but nothing that was near or that attracted him. He was looking for a fit healthy man and he seemed to have nothing but pot bellies and wrinkly cocks to look at.Finally one evening it arrived, contact from a man, called Richard, who amazingly lived in the same town as he pretended to live in. The photo looked OK, the chap could spell and wasn't simply interested if he was a top or a bottom, which Mike. Then we were rocking each other til the sensation subsided. Then I stood up fixed my blouse and walked out of his office with cum dribbling down my leg and a big smile on my face and with Joey stunned and still sprawled on his chair.I didn’t get a chance to talk to him for a week as I did my presentation. I was about to go home when I met him on the elevator. There were four of us there. We smiled at each other but didn’t say anything. Then I felt him squeeze my ass with his fingers on my. Nikki was happy and bright and funny and I was perfectly happy seeing it. Finally, after a second round of dessert ("I gotta have your recipe for banana pudding, Mizz Richard," Nikki told Ernie's wife) we stretched and made our way back to the truck.One last round of handshakes and hugs and kisses and we headed up the road out of the marsh.I glanced over at the cutie next to me. "Well?" Well, what?" Did you have a good time?" I had a GREAT time. So neat having friends like that, baby. Grandma's.