Prospect of a threesome surprise?
Franz was not to be put off. On the dating page she'd managed up to now to sift just three prospective guys from the majority who plainly wanted just sex. True, although very nice and good in bed at the end of the day they did not tick her boxes and although, they did seem serious about a committed relationship, it seemed obvious to her afterwards that they just wanted some unadulterated fun.
That was fine, because basically she wanted some of that too after so long waiting for Tom, with whom she had done most every possible thing that could be done over the phone to gratify their sexual desires. But perhaps she had been too willing to the tune that she could easily have been put into the 'slut' category - unlike a guy who is considered to be just playing the field.
But she promised herself she would stick at it until she found someone that would really be promising. Eventually Brian turned up on her invitation list and immediately Franz took to him. Single aged 44 he looked just the right sort of guy she could spend time with, hopefully more. So she went for it and accepted his invitation to chat online.
He seemed to be on the level, but despite his asking several times for a meet this, time she wanted not to rush into something like she'd done before. If he was willing to wait then maybe he would be the sort of patient guy for her. A guy who plainly wanted more than just a grope in bed.
But after a few more keen exchanges on skype she fell for him because he was not like most of the others who vainly thought a girl only wanted a guy for that and insisted on sending pictures of their private parts. Those were the guys who don't fully understand the ways of women, she surmised. Those like her who wanted the full package and not just the sex. She could plaster the walls of her room with such obnoxious pictures, some of which were obviously touched up to make them look bigger.
Eventually they met at Leicester Square in London; Brian escorted her in a wonderful tour of the city in his posh motor car. They shared their like likes and dislikes this time face to face, their culinary preferences - when he treated her to a lavish meal and wine at one of the best restaurants. He was indeed keen to impress and he certainly took her heart. Once again she felt herself warming to him in reality and not just simply an image on skype. And soon they were tucked away in Brian's very lavish lounge in a posh house in Richmond, Surrey.
Soon, they shared coffee. The atmosphere was electric. It was Franz who made the first intimate move, sidling up to him on the beautifully leather clad settee. She felt really excited about having met this guy and envisaged could he be Mr Right at last?
"You know something Franz? You are a really beautiful woman and have a figure to die for."
As far as Brian was concerned she was easing the way to something more than just a kiss and hug on the settee.
He showed her some pictures of his family; His mother, father and two brothers. "This guy looks the image of you" she observed pointing. "
"He should, that is Ron my almost identical twin, Fraz." Franz felt that if this wonderful guy wanted to share family pictures then he means business.
"I would love to meet Ron your twin" she prompted.
"You will sooner than you think" he replied with a smile that sent shivers down her spine.
He kissed her lightly on the lips. She was well and truly sent by his sweet charm. It was easy to respond to a kiss which developed into a real big deal as her passion began to grow. She loved the way his tongue teased hers, she felt so good and warm in his arms and, as the kiss continued it was so easy and instinctive that she should guide his wondering hand under her short black skirt and along her inner thigh. He delighted at the feel of her so soft skin and thrilled when he discovered her stocking tops. She parted her thighs just a little encouraging him to go further and he did with passion and what seemed to be a mutual instinctive understanding of each other's needs.
