I took a long shower and decided on a clean tee shirt and a pair of rather small sports shorts thinking that my tatty old boxers wouldn’t give the r...ght impression and grabbing a beer I chilled out waiting for Natasha’s arrival, she told me she would get a taxi so re-reading her timeline her arrival was imminent.I was just getting another beer when I saw the taxi pull up out the front so I stood by the window to get my first look at my guest, OMG when she stepped out the cab dressed in a small. Suck your Daddy good," he moaned. "Suck it. Come on, you queer boy. Get me good and hard."Getting him hard turned out to be something of a challenge. No matter what I tried, no matter the technique, his cock stayed soft. Every now and then, it would start thickening and showing some encouragement, and then wilt again."Come on, little boy. Little faggot suck-boy. Get me hard."I lifted my mouth of his cock. "Calling me names doesn't do anything for me," I said."For either of us," my wife. After that I woke up and had some snacks. I called Riya and she came to pick me up. We went to CCD first. We exchanged few things as it was our first meet. We sat there for about 2 hours. In between we kissed each other. Thid gesture broke the ice and we then were in a comfy zone. Later we get in the car and kissed each other passionately like there’s no tomorrow. We then headed towards a hotel and took a room to have sex sex and sex. We entered the room, as she latched the door and I pounced. I live down this street actually. So if you ever want to talk, here’s my card. Please take the package. By the feel of it it’s not a bomb. It’s a book.’ He winks at her, making her blush even more. Faith takes the package and his card, admonishing herself quietly for being so obviously smitten by him. She feared he had bad news. But then again, maybe he was the news. Bad or good remains to be seen, she thought to herself. ‘Thank you,’ she says quietly before closing the door slowly. ‘Good.