On their next date (number five) the guy announced that he had done it. He had told his wife about Cindy and his marriage was over and finito. He had ...oved out of the house and into a hotel, he said. Cindy asked him to prove it and he showed her his hotel key. Proved nothing except that he had taken a hotel room, Cindy said. No flies on Cindy. So the guy then showed her an email from his wife, a long and tortuous note where she told him exactly what she thought of him running off with some. She put her finger back into my pussy and worked my tight cunt with it. "Kirra be gentle I'm still a virgin but I want you to break me in please," I begged of her. She replied by gently kissing my clit. She worked her finger slowly and deeper inside my cunt. Oh my god it felt amazing, I have never felt something so amazing like this. We had a connection before and now that she is fucking me I didn't want her to stop. Kirra put her thumb to my rear hole and gently pressed in it, it tickled a lil. He sounds English but an Arab who works on Dublin Bus and comes in here says his Arabic is perfect also, though he sounds Kobekistani he says, whatever that might be when it's at home. The thing I do know is he's not short of a few bob. He buys drinks like there's no tomorrow, but nice with it, not pushy. And he comes and goes in a Rolls-Royce with a chauffeur. Someone did say he was an oil man who was half English and half Arab. One fellow said he had seen his picture in a book somewhere and. Tell me what'swrong, girl."My mouth twisted. The dumb girl, who had spent the whole day fantasisingabout release and tender affection, couldn't keep her lips shut. "Iloveyou." She collapsed on her knees, making a mess of the tray she washolding. The sort of embarrassment her sobs caused wasn't to her liking.It was terrifying, how pathetic being a bit pent-up made me.Firm hands lifted me back on my shaking legs. Maurice frowned, but hewasn't angry or annoyed. He guided me to sit next to him on.