We were sat on this concrete wall and he put his hand on my leg again, I looked at him and he was smiling, he moved his hand up my leg, and to be hone...t I was getting hard, I looked at his crutch and he had a big lump in his trousers.I said I'm not gay I'm happily married and he replied that it wouldn't matter for once, and with that he was stroking my now solid rock cock, he leaned in to kiss me and I said "No" firmly, NO kissing, with that he carried on stroking me, I leaned back thinking. “Don’t worry, you’re a very good cock sucker, you’re a bit too good” you tell me and I wonder what it means but I think I know.“Get on all fours!” you order me and instantly I’m excited.“Now spread em” you say tapping on my legs as you kneel behind me on the cold wooden floor.You raise my dress up so that it sits around my waist and your fingers grope the crotch of my knickers.“My oh my” you say with a little humour in your voice.“I think we’d better get you out of those wet knickers" you say,. Rachel as the tracker was totally baffled by the scene in this room."It looks like a wild animal got loose in a slaughter house in here," said Rachel with wide eyes looking around. "It smells like it too, but the layout and pattern is all wrong. The cross bar on the door has been split, but it's soaked in blood as well so whatever happened, happened behind a barred door." This is the way the other rooms looked as well. Whenever we could find someone to take the job to guard the museum displays,. I just loved it there and wanted to see it again. But he will bring me home, I promise. Did you see the posh limo and a chauffeur as well?" she asked excitedly."Yes, I couldn't help peeking out the window and was very impressed, especially when the chauffeur got out and opened the door for you" her mum answered.Helen lay in bed that night thinking about how her day had gone. She realised that Frank had been a lot younger than she expected, but even so, he was far too old for her. On the other.