Jane just hoped he had remembered the pillow talk and would play along. The businessman and she were getting to know each other and the wines kept com...ng. On the other side of her another man sat down and tried chatting her up as well. Becoming possessive of his territory the first man laid a wide palm onto Janes thigh and ran it an inch or so up her leg. Jane was relishing this attention and made a mental note to try this again sometime. She thought of the wide palm and wondered if it was true. “Where’s Victor?” asked Jeanette.“In the can!” said Terry, “We’d better go and sort her out.”They dispersed according to a well rehearsed plan, the two men going round the outside of the house to come up silently behind the woman, while Jeanette, with Judy behind her, went to the front door. Jeanette shouted through the closed door.“Yes?”“I’m looking for Victor Freeman,” came the reply.“Take four steps back and put your bag down on the path.”The woman looked puzzled, but did as she was. Her long brown hair, perfect medium size tits, andgorgeous plump rear hooked me from the start. She had that look thatmade very guy immediately fall for her. Sultry, confident and she knewit. She was always condescending but could be really sweet too in apatronizing way. Our courtship was always one sided though. I paid foreverything and was basically at her beck and call. If I didn't answerher calls on the first ring I got a firm reprimand. She treated me likea kid in a lot of ways, scolding. ...With her lips still warm against mine I increased the pressure of my hand and gasped as I felt her grind against it. She parted her long toned legs and my finger slid within her slit, into the pool of wetness that gathered there. I found her clit and dragged my finger over it, down the length of her, running over but not entering her hole and back up again, over and over. She pulled her lips from mine and buried her head in the place when my neck met my shoulders and moaned, her breath hot.