As I watched her sleep, I got another flash of déjà vu, that I’d met her before, that we had crossed paths at some time in our lives. She looked ...amiliar but I wasn’t sure why. I knew I'd never fucked her before, a girl that hot I wouldn't have forgotten. The only connection I could think of was that she was a friend of Carol's.I fell into a restless sleep; restless because I didn’t want to wake up to find out I’d been only dreaming about this girl. I would open my eyes and look for her and. I was to remain in the bedroom and say something to confirm a male presence, just in case.We were extremely aroused with the anticipation of what we were about to do and I watched excitedly as Mandy practiced in front of the mirror turning this way and that, tying it loosely with one simple twist of the sash, pulling it one way then the other to see how much of her soft cleavage would be on show as I busied myself positioning our camera discreetly on the unit near the window to capture her. I hesitated at first thinking about my financial condition as I could not afford to go to a fancy club. But, I still managed somehow.The day arrived and we met at the club. Neha was looking stunning in a glittery black one-piece dress. It was a backless dress and I just kept staring at her.Her milky thighs were visible and I could not take my eyes off of her cleavage. Her boobs were round as fuck. Looking at her, no one could tell that she was 32 years old. She looked no older than 25.We danced. My work colleagues teased me relentlessly about this, often calling me the granny shagger and such things, i used to take it in my stride and played it cool, but unbeknown to them i had actually begun to fantasise about what it would be like to fuck this woman, the age difference only made it more exciting and appealing, and as time passed i have to admit to having had several mind blowing wanks thinking about what it would be like.The end of the summer arrived and as per usual Yvonne popped in.