We are lovers, but don't live together so it isn't always easy to arrange meets. Mostly we go to a club, but this particular evening we were both in London on business, and had arranged to meet an Aussie guy. Jan had spoken to him, and said he sounded hot. She got to our room before me and was texting...what basque did I want her in tonight, telling me she was so wet and horny at the thought of two of us taking care of her. I had to tell her my meeting was over running, so could be late. Don't be too long she texted back, I so need you.....I was hard at the thought of what was to come, particularly as she sent a photo as she got ready......basque, stockings and fuck me heels. He had rung apparently to say he was in the bar.....Jan txt me to say she was off to meet him. I was so wishing I was there, particularly as her next text said he was as nice as she thought, and fun was on the cards. I was stuck, my lover with another guy, and me stuck in a meeting. Finally it finished, set off to the tube.....and when I came out, another text...want you both it said, but when I got to the hotel bar she wasn't there. My mind was really in overtime now, so headed to our room......as I walked down the corridor I could clearly hear sounds of sexual activity. Getting closer I realised it was Jan moaning, oh fuck was i hard now and as I got to the door, I paused as I heard her say fuck me, I want to feel you slip in me.......... |
