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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Part 5
A guy who had been messaging me on a tv/admirers web site had seen that I was at SW and had been watching me downstairs. He had followed me up to the terrace and sat with me.
He was of mixed race and only about 25, his name was Jez..
He said I looked amazing, and much better in real life than in my pictures, which I thanked him for complimenting me.
I checked myself over in my small mirror and the ordeal from downstairs had taken its toll! I reapplied some blusher, before redoing my lip liner and lipstick, and then he had my whole attention.
He said he had come a long way to see me and I suggested that he had come a long way to see everyone, not just me.
He was adamant that he was only interested in seeing me, as he had been ‘following me for years’ and was a paying member of my sex site.
I noticed he was wearing a wedding ring, and as you probably know, I love seeing married men.
Pushing the boundaries a little I asked him about his wife and he dismissed the subject saying he only wanted me.
By now I was sexy smoking, and he commented, saying the way I smoked was so feminine and very sexy.
The terrace was now filling up with girls and admirers, all sat chatting.
I had read somewhere that sex was not allowed in any of the public areas, and had to be in the basement only. Such a shame really as I would have loved to have given him a sexy smokey blow job there and then.
I should imagine as the event got into nigh time, there would be fun to had on the terrace, but there was certainly nothing going on mid afternoon.
We were just going through idle chit chat, talking about nothing in particular, when a large imposing guy stood by our table and stared at me intently with a very strict looking face.
“There you are! You fucking slut!” he exclaimed quite loudly and everyone looked.
I knew the guy and had met him very briefly on asocial basis the day before and since then he had been messaging about what he wanted to happen, and this was the start.
I said “OK, sir, I am ready”
With this he gave me 3 £20 notes which I quickly put in my shoulder bag.
I apologised to Jez and said I was sure I would see him later,but I was now property of Clark.
Clark was about 6’4” and of quite big build. He was dressed like a city gent and looked quite sexy.
Everything we were about to do had been pre arranged by messaging.
He was to pay me £60 and I was to do anything he wanted with whoever he wanted. He had paid me, and so I stood awaiting my further instructions, even though I knew what he wanted to do in the first instance.
He beckoned me to take the lead and leave the terrace and head back to the basement.
I walked steadily down the stairs with him directly behind me.
“You know what to do when we get there Tina?” He asked.
“Yes sir, I know” I replied quietly. |
