”“It's a certain Mr Granger,” Rosie said. “Goes by the name of Geoff; 56 years old and in business. Or so he says; that can cover a multit...ude of sins in my experience. That name mean anything to you?”“Oh my god,” I shrieked. “You remember that assignment I just did for Ian? Well, Mr Granger was the guy that Ian wanted me to flirt with. All to do with oiling the wheels of commerce, or some crap like that. I ended up giving him a blow-job.”“Well, he must have been very pleased with you,. He’s definitely not out of the picture, just postponed a little.Both men are UK black guy’s, both have good physiques and essentially ample equipment and Karl’s video and picture proof of his 9” penis made it all the more inspiring.I wanted it all to be memorable and let Jayne go wild with the bank card. She bought new underwear, clothes, makeup, perfume…everything she wanted, needed or not. I also confirmed the booking Karl had arranged and added an extra night so that we could come home at. I figured that if she didn't feel the need to try and explain her actions to me then I really didn't need to know why. The why would only be important if she wanted a second chance with me.I couldn't think of anything to do other than to wait and see if Kathy tried to contact me. I began to wonder where she had spent the night and then I remembered the way she looked when I left the party. I felt a little guilty about leaving her on the floor that way. I realized that I should have brought her. She is unsure about this. But if Donald feels that this is what she must learn next, she will comply.She feels him run his fingers up and down her crack, rubbing the lube into her. Then his fingers now covered well with the lube, begin to circle her anus. Ringing around it again and again, then starting with his index finger to press against her, and begin to enter her there. She let out a moan, not really of contentment right now.“Shh, baby. Be a good girl for me. Make me proud of you. .