Would you mind starting to close up the shop while I finish up in here?’ Robert asks him. ‘Sure thing.’ Steve says as he goes back into the shop... and grabs a broom. ‘Do you take credit?’ Ashley asks as she pulls out her card from her purse. ‘We sure do.’ Robert says to her as he takes the card from her hand and swipes it in the computer. He pauses a moment before hitting a few buttons and trying again. A puzzled look comes across his face as he swipes the card for a third time. ‘Ma’am,’ he says. No problem there. All good. Found the place. Apparently it had a country-house feel. No idea. It was pissing it down and pitch black when I arrived. I grabbed my small case and my suit bag from the back seat and legged it into the lobby. I checked in, deciding that either my flirting technique had crumbled, my gaydar was on the fritz or the blue-eyed night clerk had simply become immune to townie wankers. Either way, within ten minutes of signing my name I was asleep in a wonderfully expansive. We’re not going home yet are we?”“No of course not Angela, but I thought we could all have a rest and some lunch then drive to another place I know. It’s on the way back and more secluded. I’m not a young man anymore and need some recovery time.”Off we went and found a nice country pub with a big garden by a canal where Victor treated us to drinks and some sandwiches. King and Den had sausages and the leftovers.“So where we going now Victor?” I asked.“Well that’s up to Angela really, are you up. She parts my lips with her tongue and slides it into my mouth. I gladly accept it. We tongue fight for a minute before she captures mine with her teeth. She licks the tip of it, the same way as yesterday, and I moan. She sucks on it gently as she moves her hands down to my shaven cunt. Her soft fingers are cold, making me jump as they brush across my clit. She releases me and grins. She steps backwards and says, Wait here. She leaves the room, and Im brought back to reality. Holy shit, were.