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Jack the Big-Dick Gigolo

Date: 1/30/2016, Categories: MILF, Author: Reddead2010, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

for a while, mostly small talk. Allison was quite well spoken, not posh exactly, but certainly well-educated I figured. Sheryl seemed to already know her a little bit. Soon Allison’s husband came over and said hello. He was in his early fifties, and a fairly burly but short man. Allison and her husband drifted away leaving me and Sheryl alone for a while. Sheryl then whispered that if I thought her aunt was wealthy, it really didn’t compare to Allison and her husband. They owned a large specialised electronics manufacturing company, and she had helped him run it for the last ten years. Apparently they had a much larger stunning townhouse in Kensington, a country retreat, plus various holiday homes and villas around the world. I didn’t think much more about them though as I soon began chatting with Sheryl’s uncle about football. Sheryl got bored of this conversation very quickly, and downed another glass of champagne before heading back to the lounge. I stayed in the kitchen chatting with Sheryl’s uncle for a while. He was telling me all about his plans to renovate an old derelict house he had just bought. After twenty minutes or so I thought I had better check on Sheryl. I found her in one corner, whispering and giggling with her Aunt Ingrid and Allison. As I approached, Sheryl saw me. “Shhh,” she said, giggling again. Ingrid looked thoroughly embarrassed, Allison simply smiled at me. “Are you okay, Sheryl?” I asked. “We’re fine Jack,” Allison said, smiling again, “We could ... all do with a refill though.” “Er, sure ok,” I said, making my way back to the kitchen. I wasn’t sure what they had been talking about, but I got a sneaking suspicion it had been about me. I also thought that Sheryl had had enough to drink now, but it wasn’t really my place to tell her what to do, especially in front of her family. I went to the wine cooler in the kitchen but it was empty. I started looking in the fridge when Aunt Ingrid arrived, still looking embarrassed. “Oh Jack, sorry, I think we ran out,” she said sheepishly, desperately trying not to look me in the eye, “I have some more in the basement.” She turned and opened a door at the back of the kitchen that led down to a cellar. “I’ll give you a hand,” I said. “Oh no it’s fine,” she replied, heading down the stairs. “I don’t mind,” I told her, following her down the steps. “Uh, okay,” she said. At the bottom of the stairs I found a rather dimly lit cellar. There were a couple of wine racks full of bottles, plus two large deep freezer units, and some other assorted junk. “If you grab some of these, and a couple of those too,” Ingrid said, pointing to various bottles. “Sure,” I said. Allison appeared at the top of the stairs. “Can I help?” she asked coming halfway down. I passed some bottles to her and she took them up to the kitchen. Ingrid took some bottles up to telling me to bring a few more. I grabbed a few more. Allison appeared back down in the cellar to help me. “You like this one?” she asked me pointing ...