I have told you all about Eric, the first older guy I had a relationship with.
I also mentioned how on occasions he would like me to dress up and let his friends fondle me and I also fucked and sucked a few of them off.
After Eric and I went our separate ways, him moving away. I really had a lot more actual full sex partners, most of them whilst on holidays, as I will add about my experiences in Turkey etc.
A few months after Eric moved away and after a holiday in Ibiza (during the fortnight I fucked another fifteen different guys).
I bumped into Alan, one of Eric's old friends. He owned a book shop and I went one day to his store on the premise of getting a text book for my college course.
It was rare for him to be in as he had full time staff there, but on this day I literally bumped into him down one of the aisles.
He was one of Eric's friends I had sucked off to completion a couple of times. We spoke briefly and he asked how I was and what I was up to etc.
I could sense a bit of a naughty angle to his questioning and admit I was feeling a bit fruity myself, not having a regular boyfriend at the time. I also admit to having always enjoyed his company in the past.
He offered to buy me a coffee at a local cafe nearby and I agreed, he also let me have the text book free of charge.
At the coffee store we again chatted about Eric and all sorts really. The subject of sex naturally came up and he asked if I was with anyone at the moment.
I replied to him, "No footloose and single Alan, why what are you thinking?"
He then asked me if I would be interested in helping him with a little party/poker night he had planned for the following weekend.
He had a 'boys' poker night planned for him and four of his friends (Colin, Gordon, Peter and Fred) I had met both Colin and Gordon before, at some of our fun times with Eric.
They were all in their 50s, except Fred who was according to Alan was the old man of the group.
He was just turned 60 and recently retired.
I asked what was planned and what he had in mind for me. stupidly adding I had never played poker and didn't know the rules!
He told me he had planned, " A night of poker, porn and frolics if you're up for it Anna!"
He asked me if I would be the waitress/hostess for the night and if I would consider putting on some entertainment.
I said I would consider it, to be honest my fanny was getting the usual dripping sensation already.
I was told it would be made worth my while.
I informed Alan that my M.O.T was due on my car the next week and if that could be taken care of that for me then I would definitely make it a, good night for everyone.
I felt a bit cheap but thought, 'fuck it, why not.'
I had broadened my horizons considerably over the last two holidays and was game for some cock.
The weekend came and I had contacted Alan to organise what he wanted me to wear etc.
I decided to go for a French Maids outfit,fitting for a hostess I thought, a very short one I had been bought by Eric.
I also plumped for a pair of my highest fuck me shoes and my black fishnet stockings and suspender belt.
I packed my bag and put in three of my favourite vibrators for good measure.