Unexpected lad's dream come true - part 7

Jayne and I exited the lift on the ground floor of the hotel and I guided her into the bar. I nodded at the barman and I showed Jayne to our reserved table. I told her that I'd sorted it when I came down earlier so that we'd have a more discreet location if Ron actually turned up. "You're such a clever boy" she smiled at me. As she sat down at the table, I complemented Jayne on her little tartan skirt, telling her that there was no way that Ron wouldn't get a constant view of her knickers when she sits opposite him if he turns up. She then gave ma a blatant flash which had my cock bouncing! I then trotted off to the bar to get us some drinks and thanked the chap behind the bar again for our table.

A few minutes later, we saw our new American friend Ron walk into the bar. We both waved at him, he saw us and walked over. "Hi" he said, "Great to see you both. That show was fantastic, thanks so much for the ticket. It was so appreciated, thanks again. Hey, can I get you both a drink?". We both said yes please and Ron said "I saw that they do make cocktails here, let me surprise you both". Jayne then headed up to the bar with him and I could see them both studying a cocktail list. Eventually, he ordered three drinks and a short time later they both headed back to the table with some curious looking beverages!

As agreed between us both earlier, Jayne sat down opposite Ron, knowing that he'd get a great view of her legs in her short skirt. I was just waiting for her to start some discreet flashing in his direction as I knew that she was as horny as fuck and she knew that she had my blessing to try and seduce him into wanting to fuck her.

We started talking shit about the musical that he'd just watched and then I steered the conversation around to ask if he'd spoken to his wife Barbara back in the States before the show. He confirmed that he'd had "A lovely session" with her on the phone from his hotel room and told her all about me and Jayne and how he was going to meet us at our hotel after the show for a few drinks. He told us that she sent her love and best wishes to us and asked that we look after her husband this evening.

Now both Jayne and I clearly read between the lines and we gave each other a brief knowing look that she'd given him permission to play tonight if he got the opportunity. "Your wife does sound as lovely as she looks in her photos. You're a lucky chap. Very much like Kevin here!!!" Jayne purred. Jayne then told he that we also had a "lovely session" when we got back to the hotel this afternoon and I just gave Ron my standard daft grin and put my thumbs up!

As we started downing the drinks, I put my hand up on Jayne's thigh so that Ron could see me stroking her. My fingers were only a couple of inches from her knickers and he was enjoying a great look. "You two kids are really good hosts" he told us, "You sure know how to make a stranger in town feel real welcome". Jayne replied to him "Well, we both want to help with you being away from Barbara for so long. I bet you can't wait to get back home to her". He smiled and said "I told Barbara that I'd let her know how my evening went. She'll be thrilled that we met up again".

As we carried on chatting, I continued to touch Jayne up in front of him and he was clearly enjoying the show. Jayne then put her hand on my trousers, near to where my cock was bulging. Ron couldn't see too much of that across the table but it was clear that he knew what she was doing. Jayne announced that she was popping to the loo and we both watched her gorgeous figure heading got towards the lobby. "I'll say it again, Kevin" Ron opined, "You are a really lucky guy to have a lady like Jayne. Do you think I could take a couple of snaps of you both this evening so that I can show Barbara when I get the film developed back home?". "Sure" I replied, "I know that Jayne'll be up for that. We'll jus figure out what sort of snaps, eh?" I laughed.

I then went on to tell him that Jayne had been ultra horny all afternoon ad evening, so we may get a little more fun that perhaps he had been expecting. "Holy shit" Ron said, "If it happens, I'll be eternally grateful. Some time back, Barbara told me that if I was unbelievably horny whilst in London, I should get a real high-class hooker. She stressed that it would have to be real high class to hopefully negate the chances of a disease - but I've resisted all this time. BUT, if you think I might get some fun with Jayne tonight, I know how much a high class girl would cost here in London, I'd gift that to you both and probably some more if that's ok with you". I laughed and told him that as far as the cost of a high class escort goes, he obviously knew a lot more that I did but I just said to him "Look Ron, I can't guarantee anything tonight, that'll be Jayne's decision. But if you do want to make a gift to us, I'm sure she wouldn't take offence!". "Well, I did pull a wad of sterling out of the account this afternoon" and he pulled a bulging wallet out of his inside pocket to show me. "Jose Ron, did you walk around the West End with that wedge on you? You must be crackers!". London ain't as quite as the Mary Poppins film" I scolded him. "Put it away quick". He blushed a bit and said "There you go Kevin, always looking out for me. You two have really had my back today, I truly am grateful". I shrugged my shoulders at hime and said "We'll make sure that you get a cab back to your hotel later. I don't want you strolling around late at night looking lie a bloke who doesn't come from London. The streets can get seriously iffy when it's gone dark". Once again, he thanked me for being a caring sort of guy.

Jayne was now heading back to the table and after she sat down and flashed Ron again, she finished her cocktail and announced that it was really nice but she'd better not have too many of those as she wouldn't be responsible for her actions if she did! Ron immediately said "In that case, I'd better get another round!". We all laughed and he then rose and headed back to the bar.

I quickly told Jayne about our conversation and Ron's mention of having his wife's permission to take a high class hooker if he really needed relief and that he'd told me that he'd looked into it but not proceeded. I then told her that he'd said if he had any luck with us tonight, he'd 'gift' us. "What," Jayne replied excitedly "You mean I could be his high class hooker and get paid?". "Yeah, that about it" I confirmed to her, "and you absolutely love that thought, don't you?". "Fucking hell, Kev, you make me do all of the things I've dreamt about but never ever thought could happen. If I could tell you all night that I love you, you know that I would - but I can't because of Dave". I reassured her that it really didn't matter to me that she couldn't say it. I was just so pleased to be a small part of her life just now and I didn't need words. She looked so grateful and then she said to me "To be fair Kev, I'd fuck Ron without any incentive - he's a nice guy who's missing his lovely wife". I then noticed that the cocktails were almost ready so I suggested that Jayne head over to the bar to help him carry them back.

When they both returned, we clinked glasses and toasted each other. Jayne said to Ron, "I wish your wife was here, I think we'd have a whale of a time. Do you think she'd have liked to sample my lovely young man here" she asked him, nodding at me. "Hell yeah" Ron said, "That's partly why I wanted to take a couple of snaps of you both to show here when I get back to the States. I reckon she'd be impressed with your man".

"What's this about photos?" Jayne asked me. "Ah yes, Ron has asked if he could take a few pics of us to take back home with him. "Ooh, that sound good" Jayne gushed. "Have you got a camera with you, Ron?". "Yeah" he told her, and he started to pull a flashy looking Pentax from another pocket in his jacket. It was , he told us the latest model and reasonably compact for a 35mm. I asked him how much that cost him and he said it was 300 bucks. "Jeez Ron, you do like to take some touristy risks wandering around London with stuff that loads of people out there would like to liberate from you! I'm definitely putting you in a taxi back to your hotel later!!". He laughed and explained to Jayne that he was so impressed with her young man and that he thought that I was definitely 'a keeper'.

As the area started filling up with post theatre crowds, the noise level was raised considerable. With Jayne still constantly flashing at Ron, she suggested that maybe we should take our drinks upstairs to get away from the hubbub. We all agreed that she had a good plan! Ron then told us to finish our drinks and that he'd get final fresh ones to take up to our room. As he went up to the bar again, Jayne said "Can we let him take photos of us licking and fucking? I'd love it knowing that his wife will see them. Maybe she'll be looking through the photos when they're fucking back at home". I told her that would be brilliant and that I hoped he'd be ok with me taking pictures of him and Jayne fucking as well. "God" she said, "I'm absolutely soaking. I need cock!".

As Ron was now paying for the drinks, Jayne and I rose from the table and joined him at the bar. As we then made our way to the lifts, I carried one drink and he carried the other two. Once we were in the lift, I asked Jayne if she'd just hold my drink for a minute. As soon as she'd take it for me, I lifted her skirt right up in front of Ron and plunged a hand into her knickers. Christ she was right, she was almost dripping! I puled my hand out and pushed my soaking fingers into Jayne's mouth. "She loves that" I proudly told him. "Quick" Jayne almost shouted, "Get me into that fucking room - I need a good fucking". As we got to the door of our room, I unlocked and pushed it open so that Jayne could get in first. Ron followed us in and as soon as Jayne had put my drink down on a bedside table, she announced to us both that she was so horny, "I just want doing".

After Ron had put the other two drinks down, I just told him "OK Ron, be my guest - she needs your cock". He rushed across to Jayne and they both started kissing and feeling each other up. Stripping each other, I asked Ron if he wanted me to get his camera out from his jacket and take photos for his wife. "Oh, please. Thanks so much". Once they were both fully naked and I was snapping away, Jayne bent down and sucked Ron's cock. He asked her to go easy as he'd not last long! Jayne just took her mouth off him for about five seconds to say "Come in my mouth then you'll last longer for a fuck". And that was it -as soon as she started sucking him off again, he was shooting into her mouth and his knees were almost giving way!

Jayne quickly started getting my clothes off - I knew she need cock inside her so I was more than happy to fuck her whilst giving Ron a bit of recovery time. I lay on the bed and Jayne got on my cock with Ron now clicking away with the Pentax. She exploded on me almost immediately and that pushed me over the edge. Remaining on my cock, Jayne sighed "I needed that. It'll fill a gap until you're ready again Ron. I'm not sending you back to Barbara with having you cum inside me!".

"Yeah, I'll just need a few minutes and then I'm coming on board! It just takes me a little longer to get it up again these days".

"Will you lick me Ron? I know it's kinky but I'd love you to lick mine and Kev's cum out of me. Does that make me perverted?".

"Hell, no!" he replied, I sometime lick Barbara out after a nice fuck. It really does get me hard again fast". So Jayne lay on her back with her legs wide open and Ron went at her like a dog eating chips! Both were clearly enjoying it. I took a couple more snaps and the started kissing Jayne deeply. Her breathing was getting quicker and I knew that she was going to orgasm in Ron's face. As I was still kissing her, Jayne's squeals and moans were happening in my mouth and I could tell that she had ben satisfied by his attentions. But I knew that she wouldn't be finished yet! As Ron raised himself from between Jayne's legs, his cock was rock hard again. "Christ Jayne" I said, "He's so fucking hard for you again. That's not going away on its own" I laughed.

I told Ron that the bloody film had run out. He said there's another one in an inside pocket and did I know how to change 35mm film? I reassured him that I did but I popped into the bathroom with very dim light coming through the door just in case I fucked up! Once I'd changed the spoils, I went back in to find Ron pumping away on top of my gorgeous girlfriend. I asked them both to stop for a minute and smile for the camera! After a few pics, they carried on, with Ron lasting a good few minutes whilst Jayne was taking his cock inside her. I told Ron to let me know when he was close to cumming so that I could capture his face as he exploded into Jayne's beautiful cunt. He assured me that he was getting very close so I positioned myself to get their full bodies into the shot but also his face. I was so turned on when I knew that he was spurting his cum right up inside Jayne and before he'd finished, she came on his cock. God, I really loved that girl!

Ron rolled over onto his back and just kept saying "Phew" and "Wow, that was incredible, thank you guys".

Jayne got up to go to the loo and I quietly said to Ron, "I know you enjoyed that and I really hope the photos turn out well. Just think of us both when you and Barbara fuck. Coz we'll think of you two".

As Jayne came back into the bedroom, Ron breathlessly said "Look, I'll leave you two lovebirds to enjoy the rest of your night but it's been incredible. I really can't thank you enough for looking out for me and for being so 'entertaining' this evening. A musical show, cocktails, a blowjob and a fuck. You two are a credit to the United Kingdom!!" he laughed. Ron and I then started dressing as I reminded him that I'd be putting him into a taxi back to his hotel. As we made our way to the room door, Jayne sauntered across naked and proceeded to give Ron a lovely farewell kiss and squeezed his cock through his trousers. "It was wonderful to meet you Ron, and it was also wonderful to meet you 'Little Ron'" she said as she rubbed him! I opened the door and the two of our walked to the lift. As we reached the ground floor, Ronn said to me "Look Kevin, can we find a discreet place just for a final chat? I want to thank you and Jayne for a fantastic day and a wonderful evening". There were some free tables in the bar so we went to one in a fairly quiet area and sat down.

"Well I said earlier that I'd like to gift you both for your kind hospitality and I meant that. He pulled out an envelope from his pocket and said "This is what I wanted to give to you both for sorting out my show ticket and your kindness in the pub at lunchtime and being nice enough to agree to let me join you both for a drink after the show tonight" With that he placed the envelope in my hand and said "Don't forget, this is London - don't go waving that around" he laughed. The contents felt nicely bulky and I thought to myself "Jayne, you've earned this….you're a star (and a lovely slut)!!". Ron then said he needed a quick piss and would I wait in the bar for him so that he could say goodbye at the hotel steps when we'd flagged down a cab for him. I pointed out where the gents toilet was and he shot off. Whilst he was away, I obviously took a sneaky look inside the envelope, which had a shelfful of five pound notes in it. I couldn't count it but it looked a decent amount of notes. I knew that Jayne would be absolutely chuffed when I showed her. I had an immediate thought that when I got back up to the bedroom, I'd strip off, show her the money and then place the notes all over her body before giving her a good fucking! A young romantic, eh?!

Ron reappeared and said thanks again for today and tonight. "Will you be fucking Jayne again when you get back upstairs?". "Abso-bloody-lutely" I told him! "And I'll give her your very kind gift before I do, so then I'll tell her I'm fucking her on your behalf!". "I like that" he smiled. "And when I'm back Stateside and the photos are developed, I'm gonna fuck Barbara and tell her to imagine it's you fucking her. I got some great pictures of your young cock for her to look at. And I'll tell her to wank herself off over your photos whenever I'm out of town on business. You guys have inspired me! Now, time for me to get the hell back to my hotel and give her a call. I'm going to tell her everything, thanks again".

We wandered towards the hotel exit and stood outside watching the passing late traffic. A cab with his roof light on was heading our way so I stood just off the pavement and flagged him down. Ron opened the rear door and called his hotel name out to the cabbie. But before he got inside the taxi, he turned to me and said "My backup plan tonight was to contact a high class call girl if nothing worked out with you guys. Please, please tell Jayne that she's a hundred times better that anything I could have gotten out here! When I went to the men's room, I put a little something in another envelope I brought with me and this is for you both". He passed me another stuffed envelope and before I could protest (yes, I almost did!!) he said to me "At least be assured that I'm not going through the mean streets of London with a fully loaded wallet now, so I've taken more of your advice!!". He laughed shook my hand and climbed into the back of the cab. I waved him off and headed back in towards the lift and a waiting Jayne upstairs.

As I entered our bedroom, Jayne was laid naked on the bed, plating with herself. "Am I a slut?" she asked me, almost apologetically. "Yes you are, but only when you're with me! I love it and it's something I think you needed to do. I guess Dave wouldn't approve, eh?".

"No" she said, "It's not something I could ever talk to him about. He's so……..different to you, you're just as much of a slag as I am when we're together!". I gave her a long kiss and told her, "We both know this isn't going to last forever. So let's just make the most of it whilst we can get away with it. Then we'll both have private memories to keep for the rest of our lives". Jayne looked me in the eyes and simply said "Thanks for that. You're so mature sometimes" and she kissed me again. Now get naked, I want you again - we've got to go home tomorrow". I took my clothes off and just threw them on the floor next to the bed, then started wanking myself whilst stood next to her gorgeous, prone, naked body. Once again, my young cock was pointing towards the ceiling, ready to get back inside her. "Oh, by the way" I grinned, Ron gave us a gift. I reached down to my trousers on the floor and pulled the first envelope out. I opened it and started flicking five pound notes onto her tits and stomach. I was mentally counting the amount and I let each note drop onto her body. Seven hundred and fifty fucking quid. Incredible! I proudly told Jayne that Ron had told me that was his 'thank you' for us both looking after him in the West End. "When I announced to Jayne exactly how much I'd just dropped onto her, she immediately said "You know that this means we could come back up to London again sometime and meet up with that Alison. Holy fuck, I need to come up with a plan coz Need to fuck her and watch you fuck her, then I'll want to fuck her again! Now little boy, get right up inside me, I want to feel you cum in me".

So, following orders, I obliged!

After I'd cum in her and we were laying next to each other, kissing, I said, "With that cash, we could maybe stay here again but we'd need to have a really good excuse for you to come back to the Smoke again". Jayne kept quiet for a minute or so, the she piped up with "I think I've got it!". I looked at her expectantly and she continued, "I'll tell Dave that I met a really nice girl, Alison at the theatre and we got talking in the bar before the show. Then we met up in the interval and got on really well. I'll say that we had a drink after the show whilst we waited for her Dad to pick her up and that we swapped phone numbers and said we'd like to keep in touch. I'm going to ring her on Tuesday evening anyway so I'll prime her up about the Dave situation and our situation. I'm sure she won't be shocked. If she's ok with it and is ok with going along with my story, then maybe I could ring her again one evening when Dave is round at mine and he can speak to her. I'll then get her to ask him if he fancies coming up to see a West End show with me and that Dave and I could stay at her parent's house. I'm really banking on Dave not fancying 'poncey' London at all but that he'd be ok with me going up there again for another show. As long as he knows the Alison is real and he understands that she lives at home with her Mum and Dad, I reckon he'd let me come up to see her again. Even better if I can get him to pay for show tickets for Alison and me. If he's ok with me going up to see 'my new friend' again, then me and you can meet up on a train and spend Ron's gift - and if it all goes well, we'll both fuck Alison all night! It's crystal clear that she's up for us both".

"Wow" I said, totally impressed, "If you can pull that off with Alison's help, that'd be so sexy and deceitful!".

"I'll work on it - I'll run it past Alison over the phone on Tuesday and I'll give you a call after that at yours, will you be there?" she asked. "Bloody right" I laughed, "And if she's definitely up for backing you up, I think I'll be having a wank straight after you ring me whilst I think of you fucking her, you beautiful tart!". Jayne scooped up the fivers from all over the bed, put them into an orderly pile and then kissed me before singing "We're in the money….". We kissed again gently for a couple of minutes before Jayne reached over to switch the lights off.

"Right then" she whispered, "Let's get some sleep. Just hold me tight and wake me up with a fuck". "Will do" I responded, I spooned into her from behind and thought to myself "How can one woman be so fucking special?". I really was a lucky lad.

In the morning after a nice gentle fuck, with Jayne whispering in my ear that she couldn't wait for us both to have Alison, I suddenly remembered the second envelope that Ron had passed to me as he was waiting to get in his cab the night before. Whilst Jayne was in the bathroom, I leaned over and grabbed the second envelope from my trousers. As I said before, this envelope was much bulkier than the first one. I pulled out the contents and counted the notes into one hundred pound piles. Our American friend had really been impressed with us, the total of his second 'thank you' was seventeen hundred pounds. "So" I thought to myself, "These high class hookers in London must be almost millionaires! It's definitely not a world that I could move around in!". Clearly Ron had done his research and puled that sort of cash out as he wasn't sure that he'd get anything more than an after-show drink with Jayne and I. As he was clearly turned on by Jayne's knicker flashing at him in the west End pub, I guess that he'd taken out an insurance in case he needed sexual release anyway. So, a high class hooker's loss was our gain. I put the seventeen piles of notes under the bedclothes before Jayne came back in. Once she came out of the bathroom, I motioned for her to sit on the bed by me. "Do you know how much a top of the range hooker can make in London for an hour or two of fucking?" I asked her. She shook her head at me. Well, Ron wasn't sure if he was going to get any additional fun with us last night and he told me that Barbara had given hi the nod to pay for a high class girl if he was totally over the top horny after meeting us for a drink. She told him it would have to be a mega nice clean girl, so he drew out a load of cash in case he needed a good fucking after meeting us".

"Oh, that was so nice of his wife to think of him like that. She really does sound the best. I wish we cold have met her - I'd have loved to see you fuck her, that would have just tipped me over the edge!". "Mmmm, me too" I replied. "But of course, thanks to you wanting him last night, he was able to go back to his hotel a happy, satisfied and completely worn out bloke! So, because we saved him his money for a hooker, he gave us another gift when I was putting him into the taxi. Sorry, but I forgot to show you last night". With that, I peeled back the bed clothes and revealed the stacks of notes. "That's another seventeen hundred quid there. So, just for looking after an American tourist, you've earned nearly two and a half grand!".

"Oh my God", Jayne squealed, "That's for us??". "Yep" I told her, "and it was all your own hard work". She just kept kissing me and said "It's down to you as well. Can I give you a love bite to celebrate? I really want to show you off on the train home if that's alright". I had no objections, I was so happy that she wanted to mark e as 'property', even though I couldn't shout it from the rooftops back in the Cotswolds. Her fiancé had a lot of mates, and most of them were violent lunatics like him! But I was such a proud lad.

"You'll have to look after this cash" Jayne said. "I won't be able to explain it away. Let's just dip into it if and when we get an opportunity to get away together again. You…..my Kevin……are such a clever and worldly wise lad. I don't care how long this lasts for, I'll never ever forget you or our ridiculous adventures together!".

After we dressed, we grabbed a posh breakfast downstairs in the hotel and headed off towards Paddington and a train home. Jayne rang Dave once she knew which train she'd be getting to Temple Meads on so that he'd pick her up. I went on the same train as far as Swindon and got off there for the Kemble service, so that there was absolutely no chance of Dave spotting me at Bristol. We took first class eats and the carriage was almost deserted so we could kiss and fumble! Before we got to Reading, I asked Jayne if she had any presents for me. She looked a bit confused and said "I didn't think of anything, sorry". I kissed her, smiled and said "Don't you think you'd better let me have your slutty skirts to look after……or are you lining up to show Dave?". A look of horror ran across her face. "Shit, shit, shit, I'd forgotten about those! Oh, thank you, thank you for remembering. You've possibly just saved my life!". She unzipped her weekend bag and fished the two mini skirts out, passing them to me. "Oh thanks, thanks so much". I placed them into my bag and put in back onto the opposite seat. "A really good turn like that deserves a reward" she said. "I want to suck you off, right now". Obligingly, I unzipped my self and Little Kev sprung out ready for service! Jayne simply popped him into her mouth and sucked away. Christ she was good at it! With nobody moving about in the carriage, I just enjoyed the moment, culminating in me shooting my spunk into her mouth. Jayne sat up and looked at me, opening her mouth to show off the results. Immediately, she lifted her dress and pulled her knickers to one side, showing me her lovely reasonable trimmed cunt. She then dipped two fingers into her spunk filled mouth and pulled them out, before pushing them inside her. Jeez, I really loved this unobtainable woman so much! She then pushed her dress back into position, opened her mouth and showed me that she'd swallowed the rest of the evidence!

"Dave is going to want a lot of kissing when I get to Temple Meads" she told me. "Hopefully there'll be some tiny swimmers still in my mouth when I see him. And I know he'll want a fuck as soon as we get back to mine or his, so again, he can put his cock in me and get a tiny bit of your lovely spunk on him!". We kissed and laughed fro the rest of the way to Swindon, where I prepared to get off for my connection. As we approached the station, Jayne reminded me that she'd be calling Alison on Tuesday evening and promised that she'd call me straight after to let me know how it went and whether Alison was going to be on board with the cover story once Jayne had broken to her that I wasn't her 'actual' boyfriend, just a nice young fuck! We both hoped that the sexy waitress would still want to join us on a future trip th London, but only time would tell.

I apologise to any regulars that have been waiting an age for part 7 of my journey - family bereavements and work seriously got in the way! In part 8, I'll give an account of our next trip to the big, wicked city and own up to whether we managed to link up with our red hot waitress, Alison.

And for any newcomers to this saga, I recommend that you maybe click on my profile, go to 'Stories' and trawl your way through parts one to six - otherwise, just crack on with part 7 and enjoy as best as you can!