I had just showered and was getting ready to go home. I was thinking about my live-in lover waiting for me there, already naked and in our bed. Waitin... to fuck me so long and hard that I cummm screaming. In my mind I could feel him moving inside me and my pussy was already wet with desire, my nipple hard and erect. “What’s the matter Judi?” “There’s a young man out in the reception area. Seems to be in a panic state but won’t tell me what’s wrong.” Judi was staring at my glistening pussy. The Borough of Calton boasted some Attilesque men and probably still does. The gantry was splendid, sliver thin brass rails kept the wines and spirits in regimental splendour reflected in the polished mirrors, their optics aimed towards coasters on the copper-fastened bartop. Bronze and pewter measures lined the shelves, sixth and quarter gills polished ancient. Brass chandeliers festooned smoke stained ceilings, bouncing brothellish light to deep maroon flock wallpaper. This was Joe’s world,. She shook her head and she took deep breaths; in all my use of the zapper I had never seen or expected the ladies to fight the inevitable so badly. I guess, I knew it was a certainty that I would be screwing her over the bar within a handful of minutes; she didn't. I stared at her darker skin and pained grimace, her anguish evident. I felt a pang of guilt, but stepped onto the bar and stood behind her. "I can't," she begged and gulped."Look around you," I muttered as a tear rolled from her. 'Despite the guilt he felt when he dressed, Sam would go through thedirty clothes hamper and pick out his mother's clothes. She was atypical 50's housewife and always dressed the part. To this day, drabhousewife's outfits held a special place in his heart. As he got older,his mother's clothes lost their thrill and he moved on to raiding hissisters' wardrobe. They were so much sexier. She had a waist cincherthat was a devil to get hooked up but once done, he had the waist of acheerleader. .