Wife and friend behave like a couple in pub - the start

[skoot1958]

Mark, good update, nice Lias and you are having fun, outdoor BBQ great, Grozny and Kamado Big Joe and your made, using your own plane will be fun, has Tony taken her up yet

Roger needs to give you a discount for the extras he is gets, good use of CCTV

[ocean]

Hi Skoot, apparently this outdoor bbq is a better idea than my old gear that has worked for years, now it all has to be brick built. Like the Kamado idea, looks a challenge. A friend's got one of these Egg bbq, he can do anything on it, but Christ is it a stupid price nearly 2k.
And yes Dawn has been consulting with Roger on the design, he's been highlighting the finer points and putting his views forward. Glad I put the solar panels out for the tub, that's a lot of hot water.

Yes Tony's clocked a few hours up already, definitely a new toy. I really am thrilled about my bit of amateur aviation, why didn't I do this years ago? Anyway we're planning to fly down as a 4 half way down France to a Gites near an airstrip, loads in France. Hopefully the adventures will start. Speak soon, Mark

[54321]

LOVED Dawn's adventure with Remi. Such a minx!

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[Freemans892]

It sounds like Dawn wants to create an outdoor room with a BBQ kitchen setup. This concept is becoming very popular in Australia and it can feel like of extension of the house. You can set the space to work well in winter time as well through heaters. I guessing that Dawn wants to create the ultimate space for entertaining for friends (e.g. Ray & Tony) and family, so a pool will be on the cards.

It sounds like you are buying a number of James businesses, thanks to the connection that Dawn has made with James.

[skoot1958]

Mark , so if Tony is the pilot, will he let you take the controls to build up your hours? Sounds like a nice trip! Are you taking the girls and making a weekend of it?

I got mine during lockdown, the wife made me scrap three other BBQs: a Weber kettle, a Weber smoker, and a homemade tandoori oven. The Kamado (or Big Green Egg, same idea) does both low and slow or hot and fast. Have a look at Smoking Dad BBQ on YouTube; I think he's the best out there for showing what you can do. Just don’t bother with the DoJoe pizza attachment, I hardly ever use mine. In fact, he’s just moved from Kamado to the Big Green Egg.

I added a small Gozney for quick pizzas. The Kamado makes the best pizzas, but for just the two of us, I wanted something smaller. I’m actually taking it to Le Mans this week, as I now use it for all sorts of cooking, not just pizza.

I do wish I’d gone all out and bought the big one (the £1k model) — just more space. Your grandkids will love making their own pizzas; it’s a nice little hobby.

Sounds like Roger’s been taking his time with the design. I’m sure he has loads of ideas for Darwin to consider, and plenty of information about DIL to download. I seem to remember that was part of the deal if Roger wanted the set DIL & MIL.

[ocean]

Dawn: Hello everyone. Sorry for the delays, what with work and a little play, I’ve been so tied up. and also for it being a bit of a tome, but I'm pretty much up to date.
On Thursday I went to see James at Petersfield before going on to meet Kit for lunch. He seemed really well and on the ball, which made me very happy. Crafty old bugger showed me into the kitchen for a coffee and squeezed my arse as he blindsided his wife. I stayed for an hour and chatted about things in general, and anything especial I should deal with? He waited till she’d gone for more coffee and told me, she has a 'gentleman friend' tucked away and she disappears a couple of evenings a week, comes home late, tired and dishevelled. I looked shocked, he chuckled and said she and he had never got on so well. So all was good. Time to leave, he showed me to the door, pinched my bum again, so when he gave me a kiss goodbye on the cheek, I put his hand on my boob, he didn’t need prompting.

I fair skipped to the car and went to the French restaurant for lunch with Kit. I wore a white, buttoned front, collared blouse, semi see through, you could definitely see my nipples, black knee length pencil skirt with heels. When I was visiting James, I wore my black jacket for decencies sake, well his wife’s, but that didn’t apply to Kit, he loved the secretarial look and took a couple of sly prods at my nipples, which rose up.

He asked, and I know you will ask - yes I phoned Freya, on Wednesday. Strangely, I don’t know who of the two of us was more nervous. We talked for quite a while about business and general rubbish, then she invited me in the next couple of weeks, up to her London apartment to go to dinner, but now she had to go home to Oslo where he father’s Company was based. The conversation became easier and although humour wasn’t her first line, she did relax. Funnily as she closed the call she mumbled that she’d enjoyed our ‘time’ and had no regrets, said goodbye and hung up. There were butterflies rampant in my tummy.

Kit was enthralled, he had also rung Freya on the Tuesday, supposedly for business, but really to check if I had phoned, which I hadn’t then, she questioned him about me, which seemed positive, without either letting the other know they knew, if that makes sense. It was a lovely lunch, the wine prices were robbery so I said not to bother and had a vodka and tonic. He told me his wife was in full flow with the boyfriend and she seemed to be much less neurotic now, which made for a more peaceful life and she no longer asked questions, and she shagged Kit more than ever now. After a 2 year drought.

The weather was not great at all, so the planned after lunch shag on a blanket in the corner of a field had to be postponed as rain stopped play. Which continued in Kit’s Range Rover in the corner of the field. Mark has told you about his car? The strange thing is all of the cars he’s had over the years, have always been large and heavy (so he can walk away if there’s a smash) and very dark colours (mustn’t stand out or draw attention, all conditioned from Service days I suppose) now he’s bought a bright gold coloured car, may as well put a big sign on it. Haha and no good in a field. Hmm, I may just have an idea about that!!

It really is thrilling, being stark naked in a car with a gorgeous man in the wilds, with the rain pissing down. I almost got out and demanded to be fucked in the rain. Maybe next time. So Kit is doing well, being bonked by his wife after a dry spell, bonked by me and about to get a running commentary if anything kicks of between Freya and I. I’m not sure that will run, we’ll see. Anyway, over the next 2 hours, Kit was wonderful, he made me come long and deep and I returned the favour, with a slow blow job in-between, while I did a tease about Freya.
I got home around 7ish, Mark made me a sandwich and a glass of really top quality red wine, but without the ridiculous price tag. He told me about his day, and sat pensively waiting to hear about mine, which I delivered on the sofa.

Although both men are great lovers, their styles are so different, both very satisfying. Kit is rougher, Mark is gentle, firm and always makes me come first, then delivers half a gallon of come wherever he wants it to go. Never mind where I want. Luckily we have good showers.

Yesterday afternoon I drove from the office up to Mike’s near Midhurst, out of civilisation. I’ve started to use the old SL more now, it is low tech but soo sexy. The attention I get on the road is mind blowing. My darling husband has put my personal number plate on it, that is so kind and not what I expected. My turn to do him a favour.

Again the weather struck and we had afternoon tea in his lovely lounge in big brown chesterfield chairs and sofa’s while we watched it pour down over the Downs. Mike, though Irish, is a real country gentleman just oozing class. I had worn a dark blue, polka dot, swirly, strappy sun dress, below the knee, low but not too low front showing nice tanned cleavage, in a silky material which felt very tingly to me and I hoped him.
He asked me to sit on his knee in the big armchair, which I obliged, and pretty soon the straps were down and his mouth clamped over my nipple making my tummy sparkle. The zip at the back came down and after a bit of wriggling, only my shoes remained. Another guy whose style is slow and steady and brings the best/worst out in me. I got his trousers, socks and shoes off and just left his shirt open so I could attack his nipples. Amazingly he didn’t even know this turned him on, so my contribution to him. I sat astride him, sucking his tongue and his nipples, with a bite, then rode him with slow determination. Mike is not a shooter, he’s a dribbler, unlike Kit, Mark and Remi, but he is very happy and I don’t get covered or drip all night. Not a nice thought, sorry.

He was delighted I was driving the SL, said it suited me. This brought me nicely on to what I was hoping to do for Mark. I made a joke of Mark’s dilemma on a wet grass airstrip, I said he was considering buying an old Land Rover just for flying days, wasn’t he silly buying a car that doesn’t like grass, haha. Mike's no fool, smiled, said he understood the predicament, said he still had the old Range Rover in his stable of cars, did I think Mark might consider that? Ooh, What a wonderful idea Mike. He called me an old fraud, pushed me onto my knees on the carpet, I took the hint and launched into a very special blow job which had him wriggling, moaning, telling me it was the best in the world. I try, but modesty forbids.

Afterwards we went out to look at the car, it is quite beautiful. So much more ‘presence’ than the new ones. As expected, Mike, on the spur of the moment has a thing of bending me over cars, in this case I had to hold onto the bumper while we sealed the deal. I stood up, re-arranged my dress, shook his hand and kissed him. We made arrangements to attend his party on Friday 13th (lucky), next week, I promised to bring Ray and Cheryl. Mike thanked me for connecting him with Coral, who is doing the arrangements and will be there, a load off his mind. I put on my coat and went to my old car and drove home, feeling very wet but rather pleased with myself.

So Mark, by the time you read this (Sunday), when you open the garage door, you will have found waiting for you, a very lovely, green 1993 Range Rover Autobiography LSE. Surprise!!!
Now Mark, this one likes grass. You’ll have to arrange your own number plate though. Love you!!

I’ll fill you in some of the bits and pieces I’ve overlooked early next week.
Love, Dawn xx

[venus-can99]

Thanks for the update Dawn. So wonderful you always put Mark first ! How did Mark like his surprise - the 1993 Range Rover?

[boobman987]

Thanks for the updates Mark and Dawn. It was great to hear how your lives intermingle.

Mark must be very happy to have his new Range Rover, probably never been on wet grass in its life before, so it’ll be a new experience! At least it won’t get grounded, a lovely present Dawn.

I hope with the better weather by next weekend, Mark will be able to get a few more hours in.

[Freemans892]

All the pilots/instructors will be jealous of Mark’s new classic green 1993 Range Rover Autobiography LSE car, when he takes to air field. It will turn more heads than a brand new Range Rover. Mark now needs to find some very quite fields to take the Range Rover onto wet grass because I’m guessing that Dawn and Lisa, possibly Ray, are interested in shag dates in the back of the classic car in a field. Dawn did drop the biggest hint that she wants this type of date with hubby.

[ocean]

Mark: Just had to post asap.
Feeling pretty humble at the moment. The ever-loving has, as you knew before me, bought me a lovely old 1993 Land Rover. It really is magnificent. On the dash there’s an empty tin can attached by string for making phone calls, incredible tech. We thought we were the business in the 90’s. I always wanted a Mk1 Range Rover but the 3.5 litre V8 drank fuel at 20/5mpg, not only could I not afford to buy one but I definitely couldn’t afford to run it, maybe the same applies to this one? Looking at the spec, this one is 4.2 V8 so God knows? Sort of apple green, 2/3 feet longer than the standard one, and doesn’t seem to wallow like the std ones, still don’t steer these, you aim them.
That V8 burble. To you Yanks that’s normal, but us Brits, wow. So guys, I am now a farmer.

I knew something was up when, yesterday, Sunday 9am I was told WE were going to John Lewis store in Horsham to choose new bedding. I don’t have those skills. Anyway, ushered out and into her other extravagant purchase to drive north. Once the nonsense was out of the way and 2 unnecessary coffees, we headed home. My car and Dawns were parked on the front apron, they were in the garage last night, then, though a pleasant surprise, my eldest James, was waiting for us grinning like something stupid. This smelled fishier than one of Dawn’s apple pies. (Blackadder)

As we walked around the back of the house by the garage, Dawn pressed the remote, the door went up and boom, smack in the middle of garage floor, there it was, The Beast. Stunned, I almost burst into tears. Everything was original and in incredible condition. Never mind grass, this had never seen rain. Opening the door, the smell of old leather and oil; yes I had an erection! The organisation, Mike had driven it down from Midhurst and James had run him back, then driven like a madman for the big unveil.
Oh yes, just to quench your interest, we did buy new sheets and pillowcases.

A couple of minutes on the iMac to arrange road tax and insurance. I have to pay tax till 2033, bastards! Off to James and Liz’s for Sunday lunch with Mike and Nuala and the granddaughters in my new old car. Dawn has decided to transfer title of her E class rag-top to James, I knew he was hinting like mad for that and he can use it for work, and she will just use the SL. Now we’re both a couple of old fogeys living in the past.

When I have quiet time to myself, I get a little concerned, things are going so well for me at the moment, fingers crossed this continues. Not a pessimist - just a realist.

On a lighter note - The more I think about it, what with a wayward, headstrong wife, out of control dil’s - really the Addams Family have nothing on my family.

I’ll keep in touch

Kind regards. Mark.

[Long Lurker 34]

Here I am thinking an "Old Land Rover" meant something form the 50's! Silly me.
Saw a lot of those in Malaysia.

[ResponsibullCummings]

Mark glad you are finally getting the rewards for all your hard work. Knowing the details to how the Range Rover was acquired has got to add to the excitement of owning it. As happy as I am for you getting it, it pales in comparison to how hot I am that Dawn finally called Freya. Like everyone else I am really looking forward to that update.

[boobman987]

Glad you like the present Dawn bought you. I wonder how long it will be before you take Lisa out to christen it?

[skoot1958]

As Dawn as been so good to your, maybe your need to be a chauffeur for the girls Friday/Saturday unless they plan to stay the night

You could end up with all 3 back at your place for some after hours fun

[54321]

Dawn: Hello everyone. Sorry for the delays, what with work and a little play, I’ve been so tied up.

Indeed!

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[ocean]

Dawn: it’s been an easy week. Mark has been working from home, I say working from home, I mean setting up his new car, radio, cassette player??!! seat memories etc. Much to a pissed off and flustered Roger who unexpectedly popped in for the usual and found Mark around the back in the garage. He had to fall back on the ‘just surveying the garden for the pool’ excuse, his face was perfect, I was wearing a long T shirt in the garden, and I made sure to bend over to pick up a towel by the tub, just tease a little more.

Friday 13th arrived, party time at Mike’s. I was really looking forward to it, Coral had rung and told me it was going to be good (she organised it) and it would be lively. She’d met Mike, liked him and she had said, like Will’s (business) parties what did he want from it, business, shagging or just a social get together? The latter two was the answer.
So I spent a while in the bathroom ensuring everything was smooth and perfumed.

Coral had said it was cocktail dress, not formal, I decided to wear the white trouser outfit I wore to Goodwood House some time ago. No-one tonight had seen it before so I’d look fresh. Tonight’s ensemble was a pair of tight tailored trousers to show off my backside, which it did, backless with the halter top attached at the waist, allowing views of either side of each boob and lots of cleavage, heels and matching handbag. Mark coughed and spluttered when he saw it. He commented that my boobs were on show and my nipples leading the way. Daring and fucking sexy, he loved it, I have to wear it out with him. It’s a deal.

Mark was driving Cheryl and me up to a pub called Halfway Bridge, between Petworth and Midhurst where we’d meet Ray and she would drive us to Mike’s. When we picked Cheryl up, well… Mark tripped over his tongue, she looked stunning, her long red (ginger) hair hung over bare milky white shoulders. She had a beautiful, mid blue satiny cocktail dress with two broad straps, she does have boobs bigger than me and boy were they on show, as the dress was cut below her bust at the front. Clearly braless and ready for action. She looked so sexy and I told her so. She was relieved and it was a confidence boost. She’s not had the easiest of times, and now the husband had been kicked out, not doing any socialising. There’s no doubt looking like that, she’s definitely going to get fucked tonight.

We arrived at the pub, Ray locked her car and joined us. Mark kissed us all good luck and went home, I’ll ring when we need picking up. As expected, we brought the place to a standstill. Ray had a gold shimmery knee length dress, cut away at the sides and to the navel. It was obvious that as a ‘D’ cup, I had the smallest tits tonight. Well we didn’t have to buy drinks, all three of us in full flirt mode, Cheryl soon caught up and with the Dutch courage, she was away. It was going to be a great evening.

The party definitely showed Coral had organised it. A jazz band was playing as we walked in, we were met by Mike and his friend Graham (who couldn’t take his eyes off Cheryl). The evening went with a real swing, there was no pressure, we all danced and the guests were a real mixed bunch. A lot of the wives/girlfriends had made a real effort but there were some Moose's as well. Coral was very happy to see us and was rightly pleased with the proceedings. Ray was blown away by Mike’s house and a very helpful friend of Mike’s, Will, offered to give her the full walk round. She was obviously taken with him and jumped at it.

I danced most of the evening with various rather attractive guys as well as Mike, in-between his hosting. We slipped onto the terrace away from the crowd where he had his first long lingering kiss and handful of boob. He loved the outfit, squeezed my arse, and suggested we slip upstairs quietly as It was now around 12.30, he was not really needed now. I didn’t need asking twice. I had a look round but no sign of either of the girls, so they must have got a result as well. I went upstairs with Mike and asked had he seen them, he said Ray hadn’t come downstairs at all and Graham whisked Cheryl off to God knows where, though he said he suspected but wouldn’t tel me. Curious.

We could hear the music which had got smoochy and was just nice. Mike’s bedroom looks south out to an uninterrupted view of the South Downs, on the other side of the hills was a low glow, presumably Chichester. As I was admiring the view he came up behind me, kissed my neck as he pushed the straps down and got his second handful of boob, actually both of them. Kneading and pinching my nipples hard, there is definitely a direct line between my tits and pussy. He unzipped the back of my trousers, which were tight but I wriggled out of them to my ankles, to be bent over a couch in front of the window. After several minutes of fingering a very wet pussy, he slipped in, it was fantastic. Slow and steady wins the race, he made sure I came, then pulled out. I managed to free my feet from my trousers and we climbed onto the bed and after a long slow blowjob, we went for round 2. This time he let me come a couple of times before he himself came.

We lay on the bed and just talked, easy conversation, he is such a nice guy. He said he thinks his ‘masters’ are going to end his contract. but he’d not heard definitively and wasn’t much bothered, they were idiots anyway. My office had been in touch about the contract he had given me in the white envelope and he was pleased with what he’d been told, could I arrange a meeting to go over it. Secretly I was over the moon, as this would be taking a chunky contract away from the other firm who tried to fit me up, so yes I would arrange a meeting asap, and he said he would influence a few of his friends to follow him. I said I had a busy domestic weekend and couldn’t stay the night, a car was picking me up (I’d already texted Mark). He was disappointed but understood. I gave his cock a squeeze and suggested he might try and track Ray down, he asked if I would mind, I said not at all, Ray would give him a run for his money, I knew he fancied her from meeting her earlier. But before I got dressed I’d give him a really good fuck, me on top for a change.

I tried to find Cheryl to no avail, Mike made a phone call, presumably Graham, and told me Cheryl was tied up and would get a lift home tomorrow morning, which it already was. I want the gory details from both of those girls tomorrow, er today.

Around 3am, party still going, I was dressed and Mike, in a track suit, walked me to the door where Mark), as Geoff the driver, was parked in his old blue Mercedes, new one arrives in a week or so (I’ll let him explain). I gave Mike a really full-on long sexy kiss (Mark gets so turned on watching me kissing a guy never mind the shagging. He would be as hard as a rock), he had one boob exposed in his hand and a cheek of my bum in the other hand.
I had plans for Mark on the way home. I got in the back, we drove off toward home. Being in the absolute wilds of the South Downs near a village called Charlton, I stripped off and told Mark to stop anywhere, I had sloppy seconds and a very hot wet pussy just for him. And so we did, getting home around 4.30 Saturday morning. A quick clean up and we slept till 11, he woke me up for another session and a debrief, as he calls it. We've got lunch and the fete with the kids, which is why I had to get back rather than leisurely drive home at 9, far more civilised.

I’ll let you know about what the girls got up to when I speak with them Thursday. Kit this week too, looking forward to that, will be an overnighter this time.

Another long one guys, don't fall asleep.
Love, Dawn xx

[Freemans892]

So it looks like Dawn will be stealing a chunky contract away from the law firm who were involved some unethical work in trying to steal her away from her current firm. Bloody excellent. Mike will use his influence to give Dawn more business. Where have I heard that before? That’s right James and Kit. In short, Dawn has two boyfriends on the go who are both influential and wealthy.

It sounds like Cheryl had a great time. I’m sure being a newly separated woman that will be a great hit with the guys. I betting that Cheryl will one or two wealthy and influential guys asking her out on dates after the party. The casually dating thing may work well for her this social society scene.

[boobman987]

Another stunning update Dawn. I loved your descriptions of Cheryl’s, Ray’s and your party wear it really paints a vivid image in my mind. You are an artist.

Looking forward to Mark’s update and yours following the girls catch up next week.

Enjoy the sun and warmth!

[skoot1958]

Love all the details, the dress the atmosphere the party and yes fucking

[Long Lurker 34]

Another stunning update Dawn. I loved your descriptions of Cheryl’s, Ray’s and your party wear it really paints a vivid image in my mind. You are an artist.

Looking forward to Mark’s update and yours following the girls catch up next week.

Enjoy the sun and warmth!

O
- With BM987 - Seconded. Actually thirded, as there's another affirmative comment.

[skoot1958]

Mark your are such a lucky man “ I mean setting up his new car, radio, cassette player” the only think better would have been an 8 track

[ocean]

Mark; My time has been spent working less, just keeping a weather eye on things. The boys have been given more responsibility, but are nowhere near ready to take any leading role, that’s my sales director Steve’s job, when he’s not shagging OUR secretary over MY desk.

I’ve now got 22 hours on the my licence and ready to take the next exam. I want to get them under my belt as soon as I can. As you know, Dawn very kindly bought me an old Range Rover which I absolutely love, with it’s old tech, cassette player no less. I’m having a hunt for some kind of tech which allows my iphone to link and stream. It is in incredible condition bearing in mind these one’s rusted before your eyes, I’d say it’s never even seen rain…
However, Long Lurker, I don’t think it’s a tough or as capable as the Mk1 Land Rover of which you speak so fondly, but it’s got air suspension like my new car, so it’s more comfortable than an old Landie and it's cart springs. This one's pretty luxurious for its time. It certainly caused a buzz at the airfield.

I did a courtesy visit to see Michelle, she seems to have brightened up, lost a fair bit of weight and seemed generally happier and pleased to see me. As it was spur of the moment visit, she couldn’t go out to lunch but asked me to arrange one. A little snog as she walked me to her office door. Interesting. I didn’t ask, no did she comment on her domestic arrangement, but seeing her as she used to be made me think she could be back in the saddle. To be continued…. I’m hoping to see Lisa next week and I think Dawn is seeing Kit next week. As for the Scandi bird, Dawn's not said anything, but I’ve never seen her so rattled. Haha.

I don't want to see Dawn’s bank statement, she has certainly paid a few bob out over the last month or so, still; I’m worth it. My new car arrives Monday, all the way from Scotland. It was a demo car (Directors car, don’t tell the taxman) with loads of toys (some ridiculous), 6 months or so old and next to no mileage, it has honey coloured interior instead of cream, maybe for the best, gold coloured, really pretty car (from the photo's). I hope I can bond with this one as I did the old one. Anyway it’s better than a 6 month wait for new.

We set off for Mike’s party. I did my chauffeur bit with the old car. Dawn did look fabulous, all tits and bum, speaking of which Cheryl looked incredible as we picked her up en-route. Her dress was cut low low and those large milky white tits looked (and felt, bigger and softer than Dawns). We met up with the lovely Ray at the pub for pre party drinks and to give a very nervous Cheryl a pep talk. They certainly sorted a few of the locals problems out. I did have to chuckle, I’ve never seen so much tit on display for a long time. Ray took over as driver from here, I was out of there.

I went home and out with my buddy Bob for curry and a few pints in Arundel. Then to bed and see Dawn for breakfast. So I was a bit pissed off at being woken around 2.30 with a text for a lift home. I thought there may be problems so drove a bit sharpish all the way up. He certainly lives out in the wilds, be a bit of a trek if he ran out of milk for a cup of tea. On arrival I was met with the sight of Mike with his tongue down Dawns throat, his hand inside the outfit top, which barely covered her tits in the first place, now no cover at all, they were exposed to the elements. He walked behind her to the rear door, tits still out although ably supported by Mike's hands as she got in, he gave her a final tonsillectomy. I may well have had a hard on, what of it?

Thankfully, We were not introduced and Dawn in the back I drove out. I asked, early exit, things not gone well? She told me, to the contrary, it had all gone very well, very lively and she’d had a great time, the other girls had slipped away, so she’d be expecting reports in the morning. I was pleasantly surprised when she put her arms around the head rest onto my neck and gave me a lovely nuzzle, said some very endearing things, then demanded find somewhere to park she needed a fuck. So romantic. We were now on the road to Duncton, miles from anywhere, so ended up in the entrance to a field; in to park, shoes off, climbed in the back. She was very wet and incredibly randy. I told myself, I deserved this and made a real pig of myself. Thank goodness for Kleenex tissues, I had no idea whose cum it was, but cums cum at the end of the day and she could deal with. She decided to stay in the back seat stark naked as that silly thong wasn’t going to stem any flow. Sorry to be crude.

We woke at 11ish, I was still hyped from the late night/early morning and felt one more session was in order as she told me in more detail what she’d got up to. Lunch and take the g/kids to a village fete. Looking, to all intents and purposes, as the epitome of respectability.

We got home after grandparent duties, we'd only been in 20 minutes when Cheryl arrived, looking good in a long sleeved summer dress, she looked like very tired and like she'd been shagged to death; was that a hickey I detected peeping out from her collar on her neck? She seemed flustered and I was told go and have a pint at the local. For once I wanted to stay and hear all the sordid details. Bugger. Pint it is, I'll hear later.

Hope to have more to tell you, soon. Best wishes Mark.

[ResponsibullCummings]

They should really make a tv series out of your lives with the names changed to protect your identities lol. Would have to be on HBO in North America for all the sex and nudity. Thanks for Sharing and I look forward to hearing the rest later. Good luck getting the rest of the hours in.

[skoot1958]

Mark I do how Michelle is back on in the game, Michelle and Lisa would give your a nice set of hobbies, Dawn has enough of her own

Cheryl, now she is free would make a nice sandwich for tori and Dawn, Cheryl does like a 3 sum


As for the ice maiden, we are all looking forward to that debrief

[skoot1958]

Mark I do how Michelle is back on in the game, Michelle and Lisa would give your a nice set of hobbies, Dawn has enough of her own

Cheryl, now she is free would make a nice sandwich for tori and Dawn, Cheryl does like a 3 sum


As for the ice maiden, we are all looking forward to that debrief