"Hello, I really am Frances!" My chuckle sounded like a girly giggle.He took my hand briefly."And I am Keith," he grinned as he realised my fear and a...ger were longgone.I turned to return to my office and heard his parting words."Best-looking and sexiest managing director I ever saw!" he mused aloud.- - - -Richard from the bank was most insistent - very unlike his normalattitude when dealing with me! He had arranged a reservation in a stylishrestaurant, and I was invited - and he wasn't. ........god it feels so good.I look over my shoulder to see the guy behind us watching intently as we play with each other. God I am so hard for you and your tights are becoming increasingly wet.We pull up to some traffic lights and a Range Rover pulls along side the bus. I see a woman in her early forties look out the window. Looking down on what we are doing to each other and I push your tights deep in you....they are very wet now and my finger is glistening. I whisper to tell you to look at. I positioned Lesly between her legs and said isn’t she beautiful. Look at her soft little pussy, look how wet she is for you. Pleasure her. Smell her sweet scent. Susan was breathing hard. Her eyes were closed in anticipation. Lesly looked at me said I don’t know what I am doing. I told her to just do what she would want done to her. With that Lesly bent down, her tongue came out and touched Susan’s swollen clit. Susan’s back arched and she grabbed the covers on the bed. I said see, see what. She wanted to know how, or even why, I would have driven back to Crewe after the taxi dropped me off.In the end I got her to calm down a bit, mainly reminding her, that however bad it was for us, it was a lot worse for Fliss. Her anger bubbled up again for a few moments when she realised that the police didn’t seem at all interested in my assault.After she’d hung up I decided to get up. Ouch! ‘Try again only slower this time’ I told myself and managed to make the bathroom without too many.