I am sure I must have looked panicked but I tried to look calm as Ipassed Leanne a vodka whilst picking a glass of water for myself."No, but I'm sure ...ou'll be pleased to see that I brought his sisterMichelle with me," Leanne said turning to bring me into the conversationand reaching over for me with her right arm which she wrapped round me."Wow, you are just as stunning as your sister-in-law, Michelle!" saidthe school sports teacher. I wasn't sure whether I, a man dressed as awoman, should. That would've been awesome enough, here I am a 27 year old guy getting anonymous head from an 18 year old, but Brianna had a mother that was in her late 30's and looked to be a bigger slut than her daughter. Soon, I had added her and late one night I was glad that I did.I had been out late playing poker one Friday night when I got home, smoked a joint to unwind and started looking through Andrea's profile. For her age she had a fantastic body, taller than Brianna and much bigger tits that she. She was nursing a martini and seemingly checking out the men at thebar and then her eyes met mine and I felt a tightness in my chest.She smiled. A tiny, hint of a smile. And then she slowly, seductively,took the olive out of the glass with her pretty fingers, showing offbright red manicured nails and popped it in her beautifully made up mouthwith equally red lips."Was that an invite?" I wondered to myself, my heart beating fast. I wasMichael, a good looking 32-year-old marketing executive with. Was there something in your eyes, could I have had a chance?A couple of days later I found a letter addressed to you on the stairs, probably it slipped from your handbag when you took out your keys. Mme Briancourt. I rang at your door, you opened, I handed the letter. You said "you could have put it in my mailbox". It struck me, didn't think of that. "It would have been a pity" and smiled. You smiled back, thanked me and closed the door.The next day I rang again, I handed in an envelope,.