I hugged him back tight, loving the feel of his warm body against mine. As we embraced, I felt his hand drift down onto my y0ung ass and give it just... a bit of a pat/squeeze. He let me go and gave my hair a toss before he spun me around with his arm around my shoulder and marched me into the house. My c0usin had my bag and was in front of us. I felt my cock getting hard as I looked up at my unc1e and he smiled back at me. "Great to have you back" he said, and winked at me as if we were in. Just like Charlotte I like to ‘party’ (drinking, smoking and fucking) in a way that my mum and a lot of people at work would probably disapprove of! Paul is the UK Sales Manager and I’m the Head of Marketing for a clothing company based in Manchester. Because our job means that we have to work very closely on a regular basis our friendship has really blossomed in the last few months. From Paul’s point of view this must have been very difficult as I like to dress as sexily as work will allow. It was then that she noticed that her 'gentlemanfriend' had left and she breathed a sigh of relief. She sat on the bed topull on her pantyhose, tucking herself between her legs; she wasn't up togaffing today. She pulled the granny-panties over the hose and was happywith the result. She put on her bra and took her suit into the lounge andthrew it on sofa.She looked at the clock and realised that there was no time to makecoffee, no matter how desperately she needed it. She opened. “Keep faking it til you make it, just like you’ve been doing out in public. To help, we can all give you advice beforehand, but you make the call.”“Yeah ... uh ... okay...”“Yin has a mouth like a thousand-dollar-an-hour call girl,” Donna said. “Won’t be long now...”“What would you know about high-priced escorts?” Lizzy asked.“A present from my brothers when I passed my sex-ed exams,” Donna replied. “Although I suspect Tiffany was more of a ‘thousand-dollars-a-night’ girl. Not that there was.