I had that pissed off, embarrassed feeling that I’d come to the wrong place. No party atmos? Strike one.Saying fuck it, I walked right up to the doo...r and rang the bell. I didn’t hear anything inside. That was strike two.I have no idea how long I waited but the door opened. Strike three was coming, I knew it.‘Welcome Mr Greenwich. Please find your personal effects in the Lancaster Room.’Two sentences making up for two strikes. I was relieved.‘Um... thanks.’Wilkes’ butler bowed toward me and. While this was going on I looked at Denise even more closely than I had before. She made the most of looks which depended on her brilliantly sun tanned skin contrasting with her fair, blondish hair, which she wore down to her shoulders.She had long well formed legs, it seemed from the tight fitting white cotton slacks she wore, and a very good, firm and well formed arse. As I looked again at her creamy silk blouse, which now had a number of buttons undone, I could see an exquisite cleavage and. " Kathryn interjected."That's true," Angela agreed. "But both you and I know that John doesn't have a fragile ego that would make him come up with a bullshit reason as to why he didn't score with the lady computer genius. He gets turned down a lot, but just goes on to the next possibility."Kathryn had to agree with her friend. Like too many men they knew, John thought he was god's gift to women. If it wasn't for the fact that he seemed to be obsessed with trying to bed every girl he met,. With a thigh in each hand as I massaged them, I looked at both guys and teased “Do I have a couple of horny boys here?” I don’t think either one of them knew what to say but I got some wide eyed smiles and told the guys not to go anywhere I’d be right back. I went into the bedroom and changed into a black leather corset and matching thong. I paraded out into the living room and plopped down on the couch in between my hubby and our poor dejected friend. I gave Jack a deep, wet kiss and guided.