An Evening out in London - Sex Stories

An Evening out in London

All people involved were over 18.

I'd had a day off work and had been preparing myself to meet my husband in London for the evening.

My name is Anna, I'm a married cock loving cum slut in that I need sex, a lot of it.

I'm 28, quite tall, dark haired, slim with pert tits and bum. Derek, my husband, I call him D, works all over the place for an international consultancy company.

We live in St. Albans and I always enjoy meeting him in the city, a nice meal, a bit of flashing, maybe a porno cinema, followed by a train ride home.

I like to dress a bit tarty for him, and for anyone else who wants to look. I'd decided on a black half cup bra, black thong, fishnet stockings, black stilettos and well, not much else. I have a fairly long black leather jacket that just covers my ass. It was okay as long as I didn't bend over too far.

Standing looking at myself in the mirror I decided my outfit was a bit too naughty to travel in, so I added a short black skirt.

I drove to the train station in St.Albans and noticed that my jacket and skirt were still a bit shorter than I thought. As I looked down I could see my skirt had ridden up above my stocking tops, my thong was visible as were my pubic hairs. I have a full bush and like it that way, even though some girls were shaving these days..

Oh well, it's too late to change now, just have to be careful sitting down. I parked in the train station and walked to the platform buying a return ticket on the way. Being only ...

... three o'clock it was very quiet. We had planned for me to get to his office in Jermyn street about 4:30.

The train and tube to Green Park station was uneventful, no touch ups, nobody peering up my skirt. I even felt like having a little play with myself, but resisted. I walked past the Ritz and down to his offices. If only people knew how little I was wearing I thought as I walked along. The breeze was nicely blowing up my thighs cooling my cunt.

His office was on the ground floor along with some colleagues, secretarys and Barry, his boss.

Barry was a dear friend who always had a blow job from me whenever we met. He's fucked me loads of times and has a nice cock, at least nine inches. As I walked in everywhere was empty, so I sat in D's office and waited.

Being nosy I looked through his desk drawers, nothing much until I found a brown manila envelope.

Obviously I opened it. Inside were loads of photos, mostly of me in various poses. Also, quite a few of Barry and other women. As I flicked through them my juices started flowing. Especially the ones of Barrys cock.

I had my hand up my skirt as D finally appeared.

"Hi, sorry love it's been a crazy day." He said as Barry appeared. I had a picture of his cock in my hand and my other hand up my skirt.

"Hello Anna, enjoying yourself as usual I see." Barry said.

"I was bored waiting but I found these pictures that cheered me up."

Barry closed the office door and walked to stand beside me.

"The real ...