I’m a naughty boy, married but has a terrible habit of playing away but, I don’t wanna get caught so I make sure I play away far far from home. I’m from Essex and work in London, so I play and work in London. Plus, the women in London are something else and I’m a sucker for a posh accent. Don’t judge me though guys, I love my wife but we all have our vices right? I don’t smoke, drink or gamble, pussy is my vice. Anyway, what I’m trying to say is, I play with women from London, as the chances of getting caught is lower than shitting on your doorstep. I started chatting to a woman on here, she was my age (30 at the time), blonde, blue eyes, petite, nice sized boobs and bums, in good shape definitely works out and omg very posh. Her posh accent would get me hard just listening to her voice. She was also married and looking to explore for her pleasure. We chatted for a while getting to know each other, before arranging a social which went fantastically well. We met up in a pub after work, we got on like a house on fire, she liked my not so posh accent and I loved her posh innocence. We flirted all night, and ended the night having a cheeky little kiss. We both wished we could have gone somewhere that night but it just wasn’t possible, instead we arranged for a hotel meet in a few weeks… |