'No, that wasn't right,' he thought. 'I am a tramp; doing things no respectable lady would do.' During the day he behaved as a prim and proper maid bu... at night he was Gerald's plaything and personal whore. Nothing Al did could prevent that from happening. And that's what hurt Al the most - being commanded to behave in a manner that was the exact opposite of what he was.It was time. Al put down the brush and picked up some perfume to spray on Jennifer's body. If he were lucky, sex with Gerald. I made up a story to my wife, and she wasn’t too upset at me staying away overnight. The big day arrived and I boarded my train in London.My stomach was turning somersaults as I arrived at my destination, this was my first arranged meeting. My other meetings were spur of the moment. I was thinking of boarding the next train home but that would be the one he would be on. There was a small hotel not far from the station so I went and booked a twin room, then headed back to the station. I sat in. That was it, I rolled her off of me and onto her back. ‘My God, you are beautiful. I just want to look at you. No, I want to look at you, touch you, taste you, kiss you! Everywhere!’ There was no art or practice, or technique in her, she was just lying there, looking at me look at her. And I was looking at her, my first real live naked woman (never mind that I was going to get to fuck her, that thought I couldn’t deal with, just too much at once) was lying in bed with me. Lying there next to. A jolt of electricity shot straight to her cunt, making it throb. Her experienced friend licked one of Kristen's nipples then blew on it, watching it harden. She sucked it between her lips and nipped it gently with her teeth. Kristen whimpered with pleasure."Oh, Courtney," she said as her friend repeated the process on her other breast."Mmm, yummy," said Courtney smiling, and the two friends kissed some more."I wanna touch your boobs, too," said Kristen as she tugged at her friend's t-shirt..