She leaned back slightly to get a better angle and I saw the finger slide round the tiny rosette of her anus and flex slightly as she forced the tip g...ently into her asshole. I was glad that my book had slipped onto my lap when I’d first nodded off. My cock was beginning to feel hot and I had to concentrate to stop it jerking. Her wrist rotated slightly as she screwed the finger into her secret place and I saw her stifle a gasp as her hips began to roll. She pulled it out, and ran it back up her. Would you like to be my little sister?”“What about our play?”“Oh yes,” she smirked, “Our play. Here.”Leading me back to the bedroom Charlotte plucked a bag from beside her bed and threw it at me. I caught it and frowned. “What’s this?”“Your outfit, silly!”“But I already have one. Sister Agatha-““Yes, I’m sure Sister Agatha made you a nice frumpy Victorian outfit made of hessian,” she snorted. “I want to see you in something more… sensual.”“I don’t – know what you mean,” I stammered.“Just go in. I nervously stepped in, fueled by my now almost overwhelming lust for a man’s dick. It looked and seemed like a regular club or bar, except there where no women, only wonderful men of all ages, sizes and types. Almost as soon as i walked in a guy passed by and made eye contact, my cock immediately stirred in my pants, letting me know I wanted him. When he glanced back, I decided to follow him. He lead me down a short hall to the restrooms I thought, but he walked past them and turned to see if. She asked me whether I am free on Saturday. I said yes.The next morning we met near Orion at noon and went to a restaurant and had a nice lunch. Oh my God! She was wearing a black sleeveless top with blue jeans. I was shocked to see her at this angle. We had a normal discussion like how everything is going on.She was in Bangalore to attend some marriage and she told me that she will be in Bangalore till Monday. Then she left as she had to attend marriage and gave me a gentle kiss. I left home.