She was cuddly with a lovely smile and he was similar to me of an athletic build. We chatted about all sorts of things for a while and they gradually ...nched closer to me and she (Jane) was right next to me with Dave the other side of her. I was pleasantly surprised to feel a hand on my thigh stroking me and as I looked across I could see Dave appeared to have his hand between Jane’s thighs. Jane took my hardening cock in her hand and began to wank me gently which I took as my cup one of her. The tall black man handed her his credit card, signed the receipt and walked out the door with the fine looking blond on his arm.Kelly worked until about seven that night. She had several wedding dresses for people to approve before she could leave. When she started to close, she noticed Santana Battle's credit card against the computer/register. She called him. "Mr. Battle, I'm sorry to bother you. This is Kelly Munson; from Guinevere's, the sewing shop. I think you left your credit card here.. Causing me to get a rush of endorphins as the pain surges through my body. You stop. I wonder why. I feel something touch my thigh. I’m curious as to what it is. Is it you? I fear that it is, as deep down I hope it is. I feel a pressure on my opening. It’s cold. I know it is not you. I’m disappointed. The pressure intensifies. It feels so good. The tip is inside me. It feels too big. I feel my muscles stretching to accommodate the object. You push it in a little farther. My body strains to. ”“Really?”“Yup ... it’s HOT there.”Jane, a native Londoner, noticed that winter in the United States was NOT the winter of London. It was damn all cold in Virginia. Hot sounded wonderful. The drive, partially financed by Jane’s father, (what Daddy doesn’t know won’t hurt him, ) progressed rapidly. Proceeding through increasingly warmer and warmer states, Jane decided that spring was an entirely different animal in the US.Florida was nearly shocking. Fort Lauderdale was ... well ... MAN CITY ....