.feck ,feck and feck again I thought. I retrieved Imogens card and texted her that I wasn't going to be able to meet them tomoz . To which she replied... no worries, we are here for some time just txt when you're back ok.followed by a cheeky boohoo as if she was crying emoticons came up'The Hideous train journey to London and the meeting seemed to last forever with the upshot I had to produce an erotic story to compliment the current thirst for books such as 50 shades etc. I had a few ideas up my. I know. Sorry. Sorry.' I said. 'Sorry to put you out on Christmas Eve. How did you make out?' 'Quite well really. I think you'll be pleased with the concept.' 'I hope it's more than a concept. I hope you have something finished for me.' 'Yes. Yes I do, but not all of it. It was simply too short notice, but why don't we take a look see. See for yourself.' I intended to see for myself. All of her that was. She took me through an outer space into her inner. I wasn't aware of the door opening but I saw out of the corner of my eye Sheila and Annie enter the room, they positioned themselves directly opposite me and began what I can only describe as the best lesbian performance I had ever seen, stripping each others clothes off whilst kissing every part of their bodies as they removed each garment, all this time whilst being sucked off by an older, but fantastic woman. Louise then stood up reluctantly leaving my cock to remove her clothes only. Then my gorgeous wife slipped into the bed next to me and I opened my arms to hold her. She felt warm as I stroked my hands all over her smooth body. As I caressed her firm buttocks she asked my if I'd been in long. "Oh not that long" I replied, "the trains were a mess," Both statements were correct even if they didn't tell the whole truth. "How was the party" I asked "any new faces?" "The party was great" Amanda replied "I think there were one or two new people." Again, both statements were.