My hunting ground was a pub. Such venues are excellent for that purpose. Most people go there to look for something or someone. I’m good at taking a...vantage of that.’ ‘And, as the many jokes go, I walked into that pub.’ Diane smiled. ‘I found a seat at the bar. Georges sat next to me and started to chat me up. ‘I turned to him, meaning to give him a sarcastic comment, cut him off. That first sight of him still gives me shivers.’ ‘That’s not surprising, chére,’ Georges interrupted. ‘I was. You asked if there was a way you could try it on me.The saleswoman nodded and took out a lipstick brush and handed me atissue to wipe off the bright red. Most of it came off easily, because Ihad only been wearing it a short time. The saleswoman took the brush tothe tester and offered them to you. She too had your secret smile now,aware a little of the stakes of this game. "No," you said to her, "youdo it."Her smile deepened as she turned to face me. Deftly she outlined mylips with the new. This little slut was cock hungry. She took me in her mouth slurping and sucking on it to get me hard, which took no time at all. I wanted to hold her tits in my hand, so I pulled the top of her dress down, exposing those beautiful mounds of flesh and squeezing her erect nipples. This little slut was a great cock sucker. I was at full attention and she was working my cock hard all the while fingering her wet pussy under her dress. I had to fuck her. I pulled my dick from her mouth and lifted her. It gives me the feeling I could do anything to you; that I could bring another guy in to the room and you would willingly suck his cock or take it up your ass. Not that I ever would...or would I?"Beers all gone," I said after tilting the bottle up and draining the last of it. "Time to fuck."You shivered and moaned into the ballgag, starting a bit when I first touched you. The clothespins needed to come off and you moaned as the blood rushed back into your tortured nipples. It took some.