Friday night at the Railway

....was looming and to be honest I was feeling a bit dispondent and bored by the thought of it also I was worried that Mr V might turn up as Tina and Kara were going to be there and I reckoned it must be rougly a month since he was there and it seems about a montly thing for him and his friends.

Anyway went along and was enjoying myself having a laugh with the girlies, Yasmin texting her new and very young toyboy only 23 I think when in walked a bloke who just looked like Roberto and both Jayne and I said that the same time 'Roberto' only for our voices to falter as who should follow but Mr V and the rest of his mates.

I felt sick and anxious and cursed myself for coming and drinking. It was now too late to try and remain sober. He cast a crafty eye over checking where I was and they bought their drinks and moved over nearer to the toilet side.

Strangely enough after the initial shock I kinda felt okay. I did have the urge to text and shout out to everyone. ...' see that gorgeous black bloke? Well I've had him' but Jayne shhed me.

After a while we went to the toilet and on the way back Jayne stopped to say hello to the Roberto lookalike and I just put my arms around Mr V who said ' be discrete' I said to him ' you owe me' and he said I'll pay you back just be discrete.

The lookalike was actually called Rob which was a coincidence and he came over to chat to Jayne and we got talking to him asking him about his friends two of which were twins. He insisted on introducing us to the twins and guess what one of them was Mr V. As he was listening to Jayne he was staring straight into my eyes and I returned the look. He was so sexy, just standing there confidently staring at me but I couldnt work out if his stare was a come on or not I sort of thought it was...it happened a few times and I gradually found myself just enoying being the same room as him and knowing that I've had him in my body, that I've sucked his cock and he has gone down on me, that he makes that noise and bites his lips as he gets excited. All of that went through me and I suppose I felt slightly turned on.

I decided to come on to Rob as a way of getting info and hopefully making Mr V jealous..anyway Rob was easy peasy and I vaguely remember telling him that sex is more that just the physical act its emotional and spiritual, all the while stroking his head. He was completely blown away by this and said no one had ever made him feel like that before. I got him to kiss me. Later he kissed me deeper and actually he was quite nice.

The next morning I text Mr V and asked if he had a good night he sent a text back straight away saying it looked like i did and was his mate a good kisser..to which I replied no one kisses like you babe. He phoned and asked me if I thought I was funny...I just laughed and then we were back again chatting and getting sexy.

We arranged to meet at half eleven and the sexy man turned up looking gorgeous as usual. As he was kissing me he started talking about learning stuff from the web and showed me a video of some old woman giving her husband a blow job and then wanted to phone some woman who he has been chatting to so she could listen while we had sex!! I decide to try it but she sounded thick and I thought this is just going to far and why should I share the bastard and told him to shut her off which he did very quickly.

The sex which followed was very very good. Perhaps it pays to go without for a couple of weeks? He took his time to pleasure me and then I played with him and when he had come he said 'I wonder how quickly I can get hard again' and almost without coming out of me began to grow. I slid myself up and down on him and before I knew it he was hard and we were starting again.

A whole hour of good hard sex. When I am on top I feel in control and aggressive but when he is on top of me he feels so huge and powerful thrusting inside it almost hurts he is so strong and the noise our bodies makes turns me on even more. Sex with him is the best.

Funnily enough at one point he asked me if I remembered all our fucks and I said yes I write them down which is the truth but added with evaluations and he laughed....oh if only he knew.

Today he has texted this morning saying he was thinking of our sex yesterday so thats good, I don't want him going off with other women but he is a bad bad boy and very attractive and I suppose I should be grateful for the time I have had with him....these times make it so amazingly good fun and its easy to forget the days I spend wanting him and him ignoring me.....but I know they'll come back and then I'll wonder again if it is really worth it.

I suppose this is not good and I deserve some of the misery that comes with going with a bad boy but some of it is amazingly exciting and I've never known anything like it, the passsion, the heat the excitement thats what I have to keep in my mind.