'I'm planning a romantic afternoon.' I told her as she blushed, and maybe my imagination, squirmed slightly in her seat. Definately fuckable, maybe 2..., mousey hair, feigned shyness, nice figure as far as I could tell. I left her with a wink and sauntered out of the shop.I didn't really have a plan for what I was going to do to Jo, but I knew she was keen on being dominated, and having all her holes filled so I would probably tie or tape her up and get inserting!Her house was much of a. . " so what did you do while I was gone?" Could I possibly answer that leading question honestly? I didn't have to as she knew I wouldn't be able to resist the temptation... " Well I hope you made a lovely big mess all over them. that's why I put them out there" Sheepishly I said I had, to which she smiled broadly. "My husband never did like my clothes much, I'm very happy to know someone does.. Now let me see if I can help you with that VERY obvious bulge in your pants, would you like that. She was in her thirties or early forties and I was a bit flattered having an older woman friend who was interested in me personally. A glass of wine may have helped. It was getting late and I asked about a lift back to my place. She said that she was going to Portobello market very early the next morning and asked me if I wanted to accompany her. She suggested that I could stay over and we could set off early. I agreed ... and ended up sharing her bed...Her name is Edith, I had been modelling. Your Real Friend"600 Euro is a very low amount to be regarded as any serious blackmailing if she went to the police and they would hardly see it as any high priority case to save the reputation of a cheating slut wife. On the other hand it was even low enough for Caroline to fix it without any problems from an ATM. (Both Euro and our own Crowns are available in the ATMs outside our bank's main office)That Monday I suggested Eric a break for three o'clock coffee at Plaza café. We entered there a.