After chatting for a while things started to turn a little sexual and a few naughty messages later I got the impression she liked me. A few days later...she messaged me..... It read ‘I want you, come over, here is my address’. I was a little speechless but looking down at my cock which hadn’t been touched in nearly two years I knew I had to go!I arrived at her suburban home that afternoon; she opened the door wearing a short black skirt, high heels and a low cut top. She had done her makeup. It was night time. Everyone went to sleep. Jeff was waiting in his room for Matt to fall asleep so that he could have his fun with Abby. Hopefully. Two hours later, Abby still hasn’t come to Jeff’s room. His patience grew thin and he couldn’t wait any longer. So, he lingered out of his room to look for Abby. As he approached Matt’s bedroom door, he could hear someone talking and gasping at the same time. Jeff opened the door quietly to leave a gap so that he could peek inside. He could see. Roy didn’t look worried; in fact, he was smiling occasionally almost as though he were getting some good news.After about forty-five minutes, Abby Walsh, the head of human resources, showed up looking a little perplexed about where to go. Alice said to her from about a dozen feet away, “Mrs. Walsh, can I help you find somebody?”“Oh, yes. I’m confused about where Roy Goodman’s office is ... and it’s Abby. I’m not married.”“Why right over here. That door there.” She pointed.Alice got thanked and. I may have to pick up my luggage, as well. Some of my suitcases will be sent onwards from London. It may take some time to liberate them, but I’ll let you know when I have arranged my ticket, and when I expect to have landed.”“Good. Good! You will love my country, Carstairs. I guarantee it. Doha? Doha is just a ... box where the cats poop. You know?”“I can’t say I disagree, Your Royal Highness. Well, I am greatly looking forward to seeing you tomorrow.”“So am I! I will bring my Ferrari!”Okay,.