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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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So the day had come, my third social i had organised with a carefully selected number of couples and singles, i had been chatting to in the forums or had met at the last two.
Was really looking forward to it, especially as i got to escort Gwendoline (G), the lovely lady of the regular couple, i had been seeing for two years, to the event. Her hubby (M) had meeting in town so could not make it, but assured us he would turn up later. Which was marvellous....always GREAT fun as a 3.
What was all the more intriguing was that he told me to book a room with Day Use, on the off chance some other kind of fun may happen. I had hoped that would be the case but never like to assume anything....always best to be respectful in these circumstances.
I had received all the confirmations,and it looked like there would 4 couples and 2 singles (one male & one female) which took us to a nice even figure of 10 people. In my experience this is approximately the perfect amount for a nice relaxed social...everyone can chat to each other....no presssure...no assumptions just good fun with some drinks and lunch thrown in.
I was due to meet G on the train to Waterloo for 11.30 - I get on at Esher and it would be relatively quiet to should be able not to miss her. Although in the past that has happened when i had got on the wrong train and was walking up and down it in search of h....only to find out she was not on it. So lesson learned and we synced times as she was coming from Basingstoke.
I get on the the 11.15 semi fast train to waterloo on the third carriage left hand side, and see the glorious sexy G sitting there. Trying to keep my tongue in an my mouth closed, she is looking simple sexy as you like in a blue Ralph Lauren (i just know - dont ask) dress showing off her delightful cleavage and fabulous hips. Its cut half way down, so i assume holds up or stockings (although i find out they are stockings - patience one and all), with the sexiest pair of 'fuck me heels' which immediately get my eyes in sync with my loins and the familiar stirring occurs. Her nails are a deep purple which drive me wild as and subtle amount of make up which is pure understated class. God damn...she is mighty fine.....I make a mental note to let M win at golf again for giving me the honour of escorting her to the social. 
'hello...You look rather ravishing...how are you' is all i can muster....'Well hello Harry...i am very well' G grins and gives me the look that would harden any cock in an instant. I site opposite her, smile and reply.....and we continue to exchange pleasantries till we get to
Waterloo. Although in the meantime i am given a little peak of what is under the dress....which only adds to my arousal.....
We get off at waterloo and are an hour early which is good as neither of us like to rush...Just as I am about to suggest we go for a little pre social loosener at the lovely wine bar on the mezzanine, G gets a call from M. She takes the call with the standard telhone speak we all use....um...yeah...ah ah ...yes....ok...great...see you there.
She looks at me and tells me M's meeting has been delayed and has told us to meet him at the hotel where you booked the room....You did do it ..right?
Of course, I reply...its 10 minute walk to the Westminster plaza, i say. So off we go, with G grabbing hold of my hand pulling me in the direction weneed to go....my mind now working over time...
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