Can you meet me there?” “Absolutely.” “Then we can find a place for a little fun.” “Sounds great. Just one more thing, how much compensati...n?” “I don’t know. How much do you want to give me?” “Say twenty quid and you do what I ask. I won’t ask you to do anything too bad.” “Okay, yeah, that sounds great to me. I can’t wait to see you, baby. Bye.” “Bye.” I hang up and spend the next hour and a half feeling a bit jittery and trying to relax. I’m excited. I haven’t had my cock played with in a. She agreed preferring to clean up her own mess rather than someone else's and having to chase after rent and bills. We sat on the couch apart and talked some more. Her parents lived in town and her dad was a little younger than me. She offered me something to drink and said she needed to get some water. She got up and I couldn't help but stare at her legs and her ass which strangely was small for her frame and shape and thought that I certainly would like to pinch it. When she came back she sat. She said that the straps would make her feel cold. It sounded to me that she was making excuses. When I questioned her, she admitted she didn’t want to get such a dress to wear out with Simon rather than me. It had fitted her well and had made her feel special. I insisted that she buy it. It became a battle of wills and in the end I said I’d come back and buy it for her if she didn’t.So she bought the dress and I suggested that she would need some new black underwear, since I knew that she. After a few drinks they were both in the mood but with nowhere to go. They popped round on the pretence of seeing me. The pretence didn't last long. After a couple of minutes, she popped to the bathroom and Pete asked me to make myself scarce. "Just go and watch TV in the other room for a bit please, mate! We don't have anywhere else to go" he explained. So I did.I sat in one room, whilst they were in the other. All that seperated us was six feet of space, a thin wall and a frosted glass.