My nickname is 'horse' ... and my mates and co-workers make it their business to make my life hell by arranging 'dates' for me" I explained before con...inuing " ... but the dates are normally with girls that I wouldn't like ... or who cancel at the last minute" I explained."Oh..." Anna replied. She was silent for a few moments."Horse?" she asked with a smile on her face."Yep" I responded.Anna then continued "I've been around guys and girls long enough to know that when a guy is called 'horse' it. .somehow you have managed to put a matching set on this morning...the bra slides off of your arms and his eyes are transfixed to those wonderful breasts....those pert nipples your Husband loves too….Holding onto his semi-erect penis you pull his foreskin back to reveal his bulbous bell-end, thick and a delicate shade of red against the soft pink of his shaft…..as you ease you hand back and forth you feel his penis start to harden….he has enlarged another two inches at least….and the thickness. She doesn’t want it anymore.I asked her this morning if she was still interested in a massage since that came up one time before too but couldn’t make it happen, and she perked up and said maybe. She asked if nude or not, I said no nude unless she wants you to give her a massage in every part of her body. She is thinking about it but I also told her she would not have to do anything to you unless she wanted. I also said you are willing to give us both a massage at the same time. She liked. “I have been here for a week and the only local men I have met are boring old business types. And I am hanging out for a really good fuck, at least an hour. One of my female associates gave me your number. Are you available tomorrow afternoon?”She was staying at the best hotel in town with a room on a very high floor with a commanding view of the harbor. As soon as she opened the door to let me in she repeated what she had told me on the phone, “I am hanging out for a really good fuck, at least.