He asked if I had noticed him staring at me. I told him yes and smiled. He went on about how sexy I was and explained how he'd like to take me out. I ...idn't know how to respond. I told him maybe and that I would have to see how things went. John came back to the table, threw some money down and we headed back to the house. Steve lived about thirty minutes away. John invited him to stay so he wouldn't be driving while buzzed. I was aggravated. I was horny and my chances of sex were now out of. She was feeling relax. I did more than 15 min massage on back. Then I asked her can I removed her panty. She said it’s yours only. Do it now.I removed her panty and make her ass free. I kissed on her butt. She jumped little as felt like tickling. I told her your back is really awesome. Your husband is lucky got such sexy wife. She started laughing. I started working on her butt, wonderfully tight, pert and blemish free. I took some oil and poured it in the crack of her butt, the oil trickling. Simple and rounded.There was no great problem finding someone to go abroad for ten thousand, but first we had to prepare a sort of priest hole for me to hide in, at least for a month or two.Our old Victorian house had two cellars. One was entered from under the stairs and formerly served as a larder and wine cellar. The other was the small coal cellar that was at the front of the house. A door in the kitchen led down the steep steps into a dirty space that was high enough to walk in but was. I told her about the clubs we could go to, places to hang out, and places to shop.I was dressed in my new dark blue bikini. It was as low-cut as my father would let me get away with, and not as low as I wanted. Marti was in a real tight red one-piece. She was taller than me (then again, who is not?), and more rounded in a very delightful way. I liked the way her bottom looked in it, but kept that to myself, not wanting to freak out my new friend. After all, I knew that LA was one of the leaders.