You can call me Em if you’d like to… What’s yours?MrSir: Beautiful name. And you will call me Sir.Odd. This one was demanding. Our conversation ...asted over two hours, when I finally decided I needed to get to bed. He asked if we could meet sometime, and I told him I’d think about it, before logging off. I got up from the chair, heading to the bathroom. I needed a shower after being in that smoky lounge. I turned on the water, and slipped off my sequined tank top and denim short skirt. My. Mmmm, beautiful! I stretched out on my bed and spread my legs, exulting that the time was at last at 'hand', and in the intensity of my sexuak arousal -- in my heart and soul, and in my dick: it had gotten hard as I flipped thru the pages of one of the girlie mags on the way back from Lake City. My wife had been on her period all week, and I had purposefully abstained from relieving myself, anticipating tonight, so he was really hard and young and full of cum, eager to 'get goin''! But I. ” she said. My anxiety somewhat lessened- she said in a sultry voice,”Thank you for being my date… let me show you how the Onetime Fabulously Rich show their appreciation.” Her hands slipped from my cheeks and started to unbutton my shirt. Each bit of exposed skin was met by her moist lips as she worked her way to my waist and unbuckled my belt. I was already hard, aroused by her touch. I couldn’t believe that this exquisite woman was seducing me in a luxury suite at the. ”“Oh,” I said, not quite knowing what to say.“You see not many people can handle that sort of thing’ he added.I sat there quiet for quite a while David Bowie’s Rebel, Rebel playing low in the background.“Pete, were off out now!” called up my Aunt, “look after the lad!”“Will do mum, See you!” Pete called back.There was an uncomfortable silence, then, I worked up to a question that had been on my mind since the subject had arisen.“Sooo?” I asked not entirely sure I was doing the right thing by.