Oh well he said, just thought i would say. Im in my early 30s a bit chubby but can still turn a head when i put my mind to it. Another friday came and...went and i thought about what my partner had said, whats the harm in just calling i told myself. I spoke to a man called paul who said to come down saturday lunchtime. I got dressed and put on my shortest skirt, did my make up, told my other half i was meeting friends. I got to the club at two, and was met my an old guy in his 60s, I’m Bill he. Jan was always exiting and unpredictable presenting me with something new to show how pleased she was to see me at weekends after a heavy week on the rigs. We’d talked about a committed relationship but for now this was fine. This week my Queen Boadicea and who knows who’ll she’ll be next time. Dressed and garnished in Roman gear she looked as seducible as ever and I could not wait to get my body functions erupting with hers. But patience is a virtue sure enough and with Jan an absolute reward. “Oh, Darren! You know what a woman wants, don’t you?”It was fortunate that my mouth was otherwise preoccupied, or I might have said something stupid. Using my hands, I tried to prize Mrs Cathcart open a little more, but her position made it awkward. Then I felt Mrs Craddock shove her lips over me. Yes! This was it! There was incredible moisture, as if her mouth had been watering in expectation. Suddenly the hitherto stern and somewhat forbidding Mrs Craddock who I’d had a hard time knowing how. John’s huge had started rubbingand pulling on my breast. I tried to stop him, but nottoo hard. This was so exciting, but also so unplanned.I was being pushed against the hood of my car by thepassionate monster of a man. “Don’t leave me like this baby,” we whispered in my earas he pulled my hand toward his crotch. With my hand onthe front of his pants I could feel him straining toget out. “Don’t leave me like this.” This was clearlyout of control, but.