N-No, Im fine, I said even knowing that I should look like crap. Could you give me a cigarette? Ill walk home. Are you sure? It can be dangerous, not...that I think that it would scare a girl like you, he said pulling out another cigarette from his pocket and lighting it on his own. Yeah… Dont worry about me, I said, but my voice barely went out. I took the cigarette and I stepped away from him. See you again? He asked hopeful. Sure, who knows… I braced myself until I turned the corner, then. Then tonight at the bar a told me something similar, how he wished he was me.I was intrigued, 'Why', I asked, 'So I could fuck my brains out, every time I got horny', was his answer.That made me smile, I was horny and wanted to take him down the toilets and offer my ass to him, but something deep inside me held me back, so on the surface I must have appeared either a prude or unattainable, which in itself was an enticement, but it did not cure my need for a good fuck.I turned to face him on my. Ian is really intense and that turns me on, and he loves the kids. I don’t know what to do. I don’t want to give up my job, but apart from Victor I hardly know anyone there.”“Victor is older, isn’t he?” said Katy. “I mean, quite a bit older.”“He’s in his mid to late forties,” Susan replied, “but he’s very – vigorous.” She grinned.Katy laughed, then became serious. “That’s a big age difference,” she said. “When you get to his present age he’ll be sixty going on seventy.”“My problem with Ian,”. “Mmm, so sexy!” he growled.His hands left my hips then were at the small of my back. He began to slip his hands inside the waistband of the pantyhose. Dan began to firmly tug the waistband upward. I felt the slight sensation of the run creep down my butt cheek. The hose must have stopped running because the next thing I knew Dan had shoved his hand inside the pantyhose. I could feel the back of his hand at my knee then it slid up the back of my leg. “That’s better, now you have a proper run in.