"Yeah, sure, can I have your number?"She handed me a card after quickly jotting down her number. I smiled at her.Suddenly, she leaned in close."Tom," ...he whispered quickly, "I know we just met, but I find you hot, and I think I want to do things with you, sexual things. I have been watching you all week, and every day I went home, I had to play with myself after seeing you. I can't hold back any longer. I know the bus is an hour away, but I have to have you!"I was stunned, and I felt my mouth. Jason had left out a new box of English tea bags, so I filled the kettle and switched it on as my wife’s delicious giggle reached my ears.Looking out of the window, I saw her and Jason kissing. Both were naked, of course, and she was holding his cock but I heard her say, “No lover, I promised Paul.”I knocked on the window and indicated for her to go ahead. She laughed, waved, and blew me a kiss before dipping her head. God, I loved that sexy bitch. I heard two separate splashes and looked out. She is very short (4'11) and always wears stockings. I have never seen her without some type of stockings, thigh high or a full body stocking on. She called me asking if I would come see her and another client she was currently seeing. I mean they had been fucking for a while. I said absolutely. It was 10:30 in the morning and they had been fucking for a while. She answered the door in a red pushup bra and thigh highs. The room was pitch black and smelt of weed, sweat and sex. She mumbled to me. I said, “I’m a little more carnal than you, I believe. Jillian is a younger version of you, and you have always turned me on. Learning that she could be a slut part of the time and make great pornographic videos pushed me over the top. I had to have her. When she wanted me as well, that was a dream and fantasy come true. I loved our time together, and while some of it was romantic and lovemaking, much of it was raw, lustful, and pure fucking for the animalistic pleasure we both got from.