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Amsterdam Surprise - his view

John strolled through the roads of the pedestrian zone in Amsterdam. He had been sent here by his company for a congress about new financial regulations for banks like the one he worked for. It had been a boring conference and he cursed the financial crisis forced him to visit such boring events. Even worse, the T&E budget was cut down so much, he had to stay in a small hotel outside the city center and he could forget about going to expensive restaurants and bars in the evening as he did in the good old times. As the congress ended on a Friday after Lunchtime, he decided to stay a bit longer, take a nice hotel down in the old town on his expenses, and fly back on Saturday evening. He intended to meet his daughter who studied here at the university, but when he called her earlier that day, she told him that she already had plans for today and couldn’t meet him, but they agreed to meet at the airport before he left. Well, it was probably his fault to think a 19-year-old pretty girl would have time for her old dad on a Friday night when he asked her on such short notice. “Guess I am lucky my baby has some time for her old man on Saturday afternoon at least” he smiled, looking forward to meeting his blonde angel again after three months. She was a lovely young girl now, growing up rapidly and it made him sad when she told him she would go to Europe for six months to finish her first semester.

He had now arrived at the famous red light district of Amsterdam and decided to ...

... have a beer or two in one of the clubs and watch some girls dance topless. He was just about to enter a bar when he saw a little neon sign at the end of a small alley that blinked the words “Live Sex Show” into the night. He hesitated. When he was younger, he and his girlfriend visited a swinger club a couple of times and it always excited him beyond belief to watch other couples fuck ” To be honest, he loved to watch his girlfriend being fucked by some stranger they didn’t know. He remembered how he stroked his thick cock, watching them fuck, watching the sweaty bodies, listening to her moans and whimpers of lust and the man’s groans and grunts when he was about to cum. A sound that always triggered his orgasm and made him shoot his thick white semen all over her face and breasts as the stranger unloaded his semen deeply into his girl's womb.

But now he was 45, a valued member of the management in the company, and had some reputation to lose. But the memories of the events in the swinger club were now back in his mind and he felt his cock stir at the mental picture of a couple losing themselves in the lust of their flesh. “Oh hell, “ he thought, “It’s not like I would run into somebody who knows me, 5000 miles from home.” and slowly went down the alley, but not without looking over his shoulder as he did so.

He paid the entrance fee to the grumpy-looking old man at the entrance. “Funny,” he thought, “I think the guys collecting the fee always look a bit grumpy. One should ...