“David?” Simon asked.“My husband. He’s staying over in London tonight.”“Another?” he asked again, looking at her now empty glass.“Yes,... why not.”“Large?” he said, waving the wine glass.“Oh yes,” she laughed, “the larger the better,” and immediately realised the double-entendre. “Thank you.” Karen cursed herself as she watched Simon from her seat. He walked with a swagger, the confidence oozing out of him. He soon returned with her wine and introduced himself.“Simon, by the way,” he said, holding. I ran my hand down her body and got a handful of firm plump ass, I groped her gently through the fabric with one hand while I leaned on the other she undid her shorts and pushed them and her underwear down enough to slip one leg out of them and push them down and off. she grabbed my jeans and worked them down to my knees leaving me with only my boxers on. she pulled me into a kiss and for the first time I touched her naked body it was smooth and soft there were no impurities on her bronze skin.. I was very aware that the conversations had stopped, and felt eyes boring into me, no doubt stripping me naked – not that there was much to strip. There was the sharp sound of a pool cue on a ball, then silence. I looked around at all the staring faces and became extremely aware of how I must look, in my rather sluttish get-up. Although I was an exhibitionist and enjoyed attention, I suddenly became nervous under the silent scrutiny. When I reached the bar, a couple of long, drawn out wolf. I stood there in my work uniform of a white t-shirt with the company crest, blue shorts and a baseball cap. I keep myself in shape by running and a weight program that I follow for two hours every day. I cannot be described as handsome, but I do have a very muscular physique which always attracts looks. I smiled my very best smile at her; she finished looking me up and down and swung the door open. “Hi miss I am with the maintenance company that look after your house” I handed her my ID card,.