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I was stood on the street corner looking at my phone in frustration. Twenty minutes after we were due to meet she finally sent me a text message to say she’d had a “better offer”, as cold as can be. She couldn’t even come up with something to let me down gently. Just a “better offer”. Jesus, getting back into the dating game was proving to be rough and painful blows to the ego! First time ever I had been stood up.Forty-one shouldn’t be a difficult age to find someone new. I have interests, I take care of myself, financially independent and toilet trained! Perhaps bachelor life was all I had to look forward to now; mentally shrugging, I turned around and starting heading back to the car-park. Perhaps a beer and takeaway curry were what was in order, perhaps console myself with some porn and a wank. God knows my balls needed emptying.In a small daydream, I paid for the parking and stood waiting for the lift. As I stood there, I started to hear a bit of telephone conversation drifting into my ears“No, that’s not what you told me!”“How dare you! Katie told me herself!”“Oh, don’t try and weasel out of this. bahis siteleri I’ll deal with Katie later, as for you, I never want to see or hear from you again!”I glanced across and saw a slim brunette girl angrily put her phone in her bag. She couldn’t have been much more than twenty years old. She looked up and saw me staring. I was about to say something when she said, “Sorry about that, I really shouldn’t be saying these things in public. Though YOU shouldn’t be listening!”I must have looked like a guppy fish as I was trying to think of something to say, all I could manage was, “So sorry. I just couldn’t help it, and, well, I’ve just been stood up and didn’t think it was possible for anyone to be having a worse time than me!” That seemed to cause her face to break a little bit and soften towards me.“Oh, I’m sorry. Yes, I’m having a shit time. A bit like you”. While she was talking I was able to briefly assess her, about 5’ 6”, wearing a short skirt and a blouse, nice legs, boobs that fitted her frame and a pretty face and lips. It seemed like somebody had been cheating on her, but I couldn’t understand canlı bahis siteleri why! My cock reared slightly in my jeans, not noticeable to her but my pent-up horniness was beginning to rise. I felt like I would be exploding when I actually got home and had that wank.“Don’t need to say anything. However, from the conversation, I take it your boyfriend was sleeping behind your back?”“Yes. Piece of shit,” she spat out. “Couldn’t make it up, ultimate cliche, fucking my best friend! She’s also been having threesomes with him and his best mate. I’m angrier at him as I know what a slut Katie is; even warned him. Looks like I just provided an invitation for him!”“I really don’t know what to say apart from sorry. Just can’t trust people sometimes.” At this point the lift had ping about three times, waiting for someone to use it. We were the only ones waiting for it and she didn’t seem to be wanting to go anywhere quickly.“So, stood up then? Can’t see why? You seem pretty cute to me?”I blushed at this compliment as my cock responded in equal measure. “Very kind of you, however, it was a blind canlı bahis date set up, so she hadn’t seen me. Said she’d had a “better offer” that night,” then decided to add, “Anyway, I’m old enough to be your Dad,” with a laugh.“Age doesn’t matter as long as your cock can still get hard,” she shot back.For the second time, she had me looking like a guppy, stammering at how to reply. Though my cock by now had made itself known by the bulge in my jeans.“Look, I’ve just found out my boyfriend has cheated on me and I want to get revenge. Not that I care about him, I just want to get fucked so I know I don’t need him. So, where is your car?”“Level 5,” I managed to stammer. “Perfect,” she said as she walked past me to enter the lift, just when she was level she reached out a hand and gave my cock a brief grab. “Mmm, that feels good. I think we are both going to be grateful at the shit starts to our evenings!”I quickly followed her into the lift and pressed the button for the 5th floor before anyone else could enter the lift. As I turned around she held out one hand for me while the other grabbed my cock again. It took a few seconds for me to realize she’d actually handed me her knickers, a small pink thong. She leaned close to my ear, while massaging my cock through my jeans and said, “I don’t think I’ll be needing them anymore.”

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