Before I knew it, it was lunch. Of course it was with Miranda. I did my best not to think about her. Instead, I pointed to several women in the cafete...ia that maybe I should ask out. Miranda saw through this and asked if I got laid last night because I was acting so goofy. She had no idea the torture it was seeing her right across from me. I joked that it was with some random women I met online and it was the best sex I ever had. Miranda, instead of wanting details, decided to share one of her. If he knew, he didn’t mind. “Yes. King Dong.” A memory had obviously sprung into her mind, too, for she allowed her hand to descend into my lap. Her fingers began to explore. I felt myself begin to respond. You should understand that this wasn’t usual behaviour for us. We are, after all, both in our sixties. Not that we’ve given up on sex, but it’s become a less passionate pastime than it once was. Yet here was Vee, in our drawing room sharing a whisky and soda before bed time, unexpectedly. Your cock feels so good. Fills me up just right," sighed Sandy. She put a finger over Chris' lips, "No, no, no. I am the one telling the story. You just lay back and enjoy the ride." Anyhow, that shop was more than just a clothes shop. There are also magazines and toys on display, and there was two guys reading at the magazine stand as I walked in. Both of them as well as the man at the counter stared at me when I walked in. By now I was very horny and getting a bit hot, so I had unbuttoned my. "Sorry aboutthat dear but there are a few things I need to investigate before Iallow you to leave my shop, please sit down."Once more I was forced to obey someone else's will, although this timethere is no sense of Deja Vous this is a totally new situation. Iwalked back into the shop and sat down on a recliner that had not beenthere a moment before."Danny, get your cute butt out here there is something strange going onand I need you to keep this young lady company while I investigatematters.".