You pull up to an old abandoned shack, off a quiet dirt road and park behind it, shuttinf off the engine and turning out the headlights. The radio is ...till on, playing the beginning of Led Zeppelin's Kashmir. (Note- a song I have always wanted to have sex to). In the dark interior of the car, you grab my face with both hands and pull me to your lips, kissing me fiercely. You let go of me after a few minutes and push open your car door telling me to come, forgetting to shut it. I open my door. "Wow, that was amazing!" said our visitor."Alex, allow me to introduce Miranda, our lingerie consultant." I shookher hand and could see that she was quite the specimen. I'd spent mostof our last encounter tonguing her asshole in a cramped dressing room,so I hadn't gotten a good look at her. She had to be in her forties,but she had that well-maintained look to her"Well, thanks, I just couldn't believe you would call. I thought thatwas just a one-shot fantasy kind of thing. I couldn't believe. . the man i had to admit ,was handsome the least,when my girlfriend introduced me ,i handed him and was shocked ,how soft and warm were his hands …he smiled at me and moved to give me a kiss to my face,which he did ,and i just took a deep breath of his aftershave ..it must have been some sort of expensive ‘top shelf’ ,scientificly created,knee trembler,because when the scent hit my nose ,i tought straight away for sex…i just wondered if this guy and my girlfriend having sex,how ,when,how. I was far enough away so I couldn't hear what he was saying, but soon he motioned to me. "Come in Mr. Bennet. If you and Miss Billings see what you like, we can all go view it together." Introductions were made as I entered the office. I met Diane Billings and she met me, Billy Bennet.We did agree on a duplex to look at. It would be tomorrow afternoon before the realtors could arrange for us to see it. We made the appointment, and as we were leaving the realtors, I asked Diane if we could get.