She'd got home after midnight from being with Karl then had to get up early for her father to drive her to town to catch the train which would take he... to the airport to catch the plane. She couldn't decide what to wear so that she didn't look too out of place among the other travelers and then in London, but had decided on a mid-thigh skirt, stockings, not those awful black ones, but a pair of tan thigh-highs and a nice pair of shoes. A nice flowered blouse and a new tan jacket completed the. I jumped off the vibrating cock somewhat frustrated and stormed to answer the door, forgetting I was only wearing lingerie with my tits half exposed and my throbbing shaved pussy on full view.I opened the front door hastily to find Alan from next door standing with two bottles of beer in one hand and a plate of burgers in the other.Smiling he looked at my sexy outfit and my exposed naked regions, enjoying the unexpected scenery he said.“I knew your husband was out and wondered if you’d like a. Daisy was dancing(ha) with a much taller man, her arms were around his neck and her feet hanging in the air about 25 centimetres apart. She too had a look of pleasure on her face and I wondered if they were actually fucking.A young man (not bad looking) came up to me and nodded his head to the dancers. I smiled at him and followed him into the middle of the dancers. It wasn’t long before his hands were all over me but I there was no way that I was going to let him fuck me.Somehow I managed to. Then I went downstairs and waited in a state of nervous anticipation. The time came and went leaving me to wonder if he would stand me up. He just didn’t seem the type though. Finally there was a knock at the door and I answered it. And there stood my young, handsome friend with typical college attire adoring his small frame. We greeted each other warmly and do to his very young age had him show me his I.D. just to be on the safe side. It was good, everything was now a go. He followed me.