If he did look that way it was almost like he saw right through her. I watched a little longer and quickly realised that as it stood right now I was ...er only other option to get some american dick before she went home since the other men were all pretty old. About that time she came to the same conclusion and looked at me for the first time. (I found out the next night why the guy she wanted didn't notice, he was back at the hot tub with his lover, another man, the guy was gay)I offered her a. He looked old, maybe around sixtyish. He had some hair around the sides of his head but was bald on top. He had a big belly that hung over his belt. I didn’t care because I really liked the thought of an older man using me. Anyway I said, “No,” to him. He looked me up and down and asked, “Well what are you doing here?” All I could think to say was, “I’m waiting for you?” He smiled, leaned toward me and whispered, “What do you want to do?” My mouth was dry and my heart was racing by this time. You finally slip from the bar content, a warm glow throughout, fuelled by engaging conversation and laughter with old acquaintances, further complimented by the warmth of the late spring sunshine upon your skin. Things looked promising, nothing concrete but an encouraging foot back in the door. The invitation of a 'keeping in touch day' back at the office one that you could not refuse. A chance to catch up with old friends and acquaintances but also a hope of a route back to that professional. We cleaned up a little and headed back out to the main party. Matt was fully on board now, he had a bounce in his step and was clearly loving the atmosphere. "What other kinds of fun can we have here?" He asked me. I raised an eyebrow at him "wanna push things further do you?" He gave me a sheelish little nod. OK, I thought.Not long after that we bumped in to one of my good friends, Jenny, tall and slim, she has the physique of a model, with long dirty blonde hair and sparkling green eyes..