My first attempt - is it worth continuing with it????
This had been on the top of her 'to do' list for ages and it finally looked as if it was about to become a reality.
She had been scanning profiles as usual when she stumbled upon yet another single guy professing to be the next Adonis. Just as she was about to click to the next one, something caught her eye and made her stop dead in her tracks.
She read it and then read again – yes it did say 'also 2 guys if needed just ask'. A tingle suddenly erupted deep in her tummy and her mind raced into overdrive.
He seemed quite fit from his pictures and she messaged him. Almost immediately he replied. They exchanged pleasentries, even flirted a little, until she plucked up the courage to ask about the second guy. He said he could not see a problem and that they were both keen to meet her but to be on the safe side could she send a picture so he could show his mate and get back to her.
Oh well, she thought, just my luck, another fake profile. She sent the picture anyway and he promised to get back to her. She was determined not to hold her breath. |
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Part 2
Despite her best efforts she found herself checking her messages almost daily but was still a little taken aback when his message came through. Her finger trembled as she hit the read button! OK so his mate had given the thumbs up – when could they meet?
Why wait – she was free that weekend and before she knew it the message was sent.
Now she was used to handling men – she'd had quite a few pawing at her, telling her how beautiful she was, wanting to see her again but this was going to be different. Two of them to contend with – she wasn't sure if she could manage them both but she was well up for trying.
Saturday night came round all too quick. She was driving so no chance of a drink for dutch courage. Txts from the guys left little to the imagination – the dirtier she dressed the dirtier and harder the fuck she would get and from them both.
She donned a very short skirt and little white bustier which excentuated her figure and chose black lacy hold ups over the stockings she would usually wear. Slipping into her heels and plaiting her hair she applied one last touch of her deep red lipstick and set off into the cold night air.
It seemed like ages before she arrived at the house – even though the journey had been broken by yet more txts from the guys assuring her of a really good seeing to when she finally arrived.
She parked at the top of the quiet road and txt to make sure she was at the right place. 'Yep we're here waiting for you – see you in 5 mins'.
This was it – no going back – it was now or never...... |
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will see if anyone else is interested in reading more xx
