I walk fast and she ran to catch up to me. “Hey! Wait Thanks for sticking up for me.” She hugged me but I was still sulking from the argument to a...preciate it. “No problem.” She stared at me for a while, I could see her thinking. “Everyone spoke except you, I’d like to know your story.” “I don’t have a story I was just born like this.”She took my hand without me even realising it. “Come on, lets go for a drink.” I never had a say in the matter she just held my hand and took me to a bar about. The servants bring their horses up to the front porch and she sees her father riding up to meet them. She goes to speak with him and he looks at her with a coldness that she has never seen in his eyes before. After her father and brothers leave her mother orders a horse be saddled for her and leaves as well. Allison remembers the wait seemed to last forever, and then she saw her father and brothers ridding towards the house, and a fourth horse being led, a bundle tied to it’s back. Upon closer. He started to caress my cock through my trousers and I started to squirm in my chair. It was a gay pub so nobody was taking any notice of us. I was a married man now, and this shouldn't be happening, but it was. Dave took my hand and placed it in his lap, and lust took over. He asked if I wanted to go back to his hotel with him, just for old time's sake he said. I had completed my days work so I said OK; we called a cab and headed for Islington. At the hotel I phoned my wife to say I had met an. Nikki smiled and said it was a normal reaction. Then she shocked me by reaching out and holding my cock. The feeling was electric but I moved closer. she opened her legs slightly more and I took this as an invitation to touch her. Fucking hell she was red hot and I could feel her getting wetter by the second. I kissed her hard and told her what a dirty whore she was. She just started to wank my cock harder so I grabbed her hair and pushed her to her knees. She opened her mouth and I.