Most weekends we kick off with a visit to the local pub on Friday night. Doris, Dick's wife, and I have to dress like sluts, usually a very short skir..., no nickers, a skimpy, see-through top, no bra, bare feet pushed into rubber thongs. We both attract randy men who proceed to grope us there in the bar. Then Dick steps in and invites them back to 'our' place for a 'party'.”“Sometimes this only takes about a quarter of an hour; on a slow night it can take half an hour or more, but it never. " Well then," the younger woman said, "if you can't say no then maybe we should do something about it!" Moving her arms from around Debbie's waist down to cup her ass she gave a none-too-gentle squeeze and pulled tight forcing their groins together. "Besides it's you that has control of him. You spread the cheeks of this beautiful ass and I don't think he even remembers to breathe! He's so in love with you if you asked him to jump off a tall building he'd only ask which one! And tell the truth. But I was in no mood to let her go. I held her hands with my hands. I lay on her holding her legs tightly with mine. I was kissing all over her face, her ear lobes, neck.But she would not do a lip lock. But her resistance had diminished, and I thought she was enjoying. I continued sucking and kissing her ear. I then let go of holding her and was playing with her boobs. Her refusal totally became weak, and she slipped her arms around. Hugging me tightly.Since she was on the hard floor, I asked. This went on for a good few months after which we finally decided to meet each other in person, we both agreed and didn’t share our photos to keep up our levels of curiosity. Talking on phone was easy compared to meeting in person, it a lot of things that run in your mind what if what if, but we somehow came to peace with our anxiety and finally decided the place and time to meet and also the dress code that we shall wear to be able to find each other.So, finally the official first date, I left.