“It’s about time you called. I drove by this afternoon but your car wasn’t there.”“Immediately, she heard the beginning of a long story that... she already knew was nothing but outright lies and bullshit. About forty seconds in, she shut her down with... Darlene’s voice hardened as she sharply said, “STOP THE SHIT, MOM! I didn’t drive by the house. I stopped at the house. When I got to the open door, I rang the bell and called out but nobody answered. Dad’s car was parked in the driveway (Darlene. It doesn’t sounds like much but I was barely scraping by at the end of each month.It had been two weeks since my last gig and I was getting desperate. During my daily skimming of job listings on various websites, I found one that might be of some interest. It read: Cameraman needed for small production. Good pay. One day shoot. Minimal experience needed. Send resume to *******.The work was outside my area of expertise, but the promise of ‘good pay’ was more than enough to take a shot. I knew. He swaggered across the room to a backdrop of whistles and vulgar grunts from his mates. I guess things were about to get interesting.Part 2:After the briefest of introductions Colin suggested that we join him at his table for a drink."Come and meet the lads Sara, they are all dying to meet you". He offered his hand to my wife to help her up from her seat. I could see this was a ploy to try and get a look down her jacket. She was showing a bit of cleavage and he could see that she had a fairly. I can already taste and smell the sex that will cover my lips and pervade my modest bedroom. I can hear the sounds that I will make and hope that he approves of them.I want him.I feel my pussy clench between my thighs. It’s the conversation that has caused that to happen; turning a little sensual and suggestive in the last five minutes.Neither of us are strangers to casual sex, that’s why we are here, talking and sussing each other out in the hope of some fun and frolics. I’m not looking for.