And I might, just might, get a threesome. “But what about the weekend? Paula will be at Dave’s , and Roger’s still in France. We’ll just be c...illing. And Anna is very interesting in the bedroom department. A fortnight is a long time to go without”.She looked worried and a bit out of her depth. “I don’t know. Same rules?”“Up to you,” I said. “e-mail me” - - - - - -Those panties were pretty uncomfortable. I kept them on though, taking my dick out round the side to have a piss later in the. “What if we each win one?”“Third game.”Yep, she had thought it through. A few moves in, we exchanged pawns. I leaned over the board to kiss her. I sacrificed a piece for position and lost a sock.“Oh poo!”“What? You thought I’d show you something on the first piece? Would you?”“No!” she laughed.A couple of pawns left the board and the kisses involved tongue. She made a bad move and after an exchange of pieces (and one more sock each), I had a clear line to win.“We might need more than three. Friday evening I arrived at her house, she met me dressed in a light sundress and a big smile, we shared a bottle of wine as we sat on her back porch, the sun was waning in the sky and when she walked between me and the setting sun I could see the outline of her sweet body through the lite material, I saw no bra and a faint view of a very skimpy almost thong style panty, We made small talk for about 20 minutes as we finished off the wine, then she said she was going inside and for me to follow. And he was not going to worry about Janet. She was in good, competent hands... friendly hands. Perhaps a week or so of rest as the Frenchman had suggested would do her worlds of good. He hoped so. God... he really did love her with all of his heart.He lay his head back against the seat and let individual events of the evening pass through his mind, until shortly, he felt his member stirring lustfully. He hoped this mission was not going to take too long. He was damned anxious to get back.Janet.