For me, choosing my A-Level subjects was a matter of elimination. I was currently taking nine O-Levels: English Language, English Literature, Maths, D...uble Science, History, French, Art and Drama. I certainly wasn’t doing A-Levels related to Maths. Or French. English held my interest at the moment, but I didn’t see that as a future option. Equally, I liked Drama but wasn’t going to take it any further. That left History (a definite possibility), Art (useful for design-related stuff), and maybe. It seems they weren't expecting her to arrive in a M3 at that age it seemed to be a big talking point, it was when she bought it as she had a bit of a lead foot and I thought she should have bought something a little more sedate. We were meeting at the Belair Hotel for the first time, we alway met people on neutral territory as it gave them or us a chance to run if we didn't find each other compatible if Stuart and Cindy were impressed with the M3 our Mercedes was the icing on the cake. It. She teased me about being an exhibitionist and went so far as to bet that I wouldn’t be able to make it to the basement before ravaging her. With talk like that, I was amazed to find her wrong. Before that, though, we spent our time in the living room touching thighs and biting ears. After a little over half an hour of tantalizing, ‘Oh god, I need to fuck her,’ thoughts, we finally made it into the basement. From the basement, she hooked her iPhone up to speakers, using them to play music to. The way things weregoing they were certain to find out pretty soon that there was somethingextra in my panties."Sir," I spoke to Jack, knowing that he was really in charge, "when youleave here, would you take me with you?" Why, do you want to see the world, Girl, or have you fallen in love?" What I'm about to tell you is very embarrassing to me." I hesitated asif I was about to cry. "You see, the woman in the other room isn't myMistress, she's my wife."They both looked at me as if I was about.