"No wait not to my house" Relax I've met lads before, I'll meet you at a local place. McDonalds or something like that. "No just come to my street but...not the house" Ok I'll do that then. "What will you do with me" That one question that kills a meet stone dead. Here we go, lots of messaging while he wanks off at home. So I just replied. Pick you up, take you back to my place, then one step at a time. No rush, but at the very least you'll have touched a cock. At best you'll have sucked one and. Pablo called Cheryl and told her that her date Mr. Jones was at the Park Hotel and that he would arrange a car and driver to pick her up and act as her body guard should she feel unsafe.The next night Angela asked Cheryl how the "date" was."Well" Cheryl said. "He was old, in his forties, but kinda handsome and funny. I think he was more nervous than me. We sat and had a glass of champagne; eventually I made the first move and leaned in to kiss him on the lips. You know what? He was a great. Dan expected her to place another chair next to him but surprised him by making his lap her seat. Her arm went around his shoulder for support, a breast pressing to his chest. Wendy relaxed her pose, legs dangling on either side of Dan’s. Now facing Alex, the shortness of her skirt was inches away from revealing her bare pussy.As soon as Wendy sat on Dan, she was up to help Karen prepare and serve the coffees. Alex noticed his gaze linger on Wendy’s figure from behind.“You have a lovely looking. I watched out the window until they disappeared into the woods. "That was a really close call"I said"Good job playing the cards."Liam nodded. "Shall we head into town and meet up with some clients?" I suppose we could while we wait until nightfall"I said."We both climbed into our white van with the words "Liam's Cleaning" on the side with a number that led to a disposable phone. This kept people from getting suspicious while still having the space we needed. In the back of the van were piles of.