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It was the ad agency’s anniversary party. At the Inn on the Park, a swanky five-star Mayfair hotel. The agency’s other parties, notably at Christmas, were legendary affairs... and the start of some too!

This anniversary party was less of an affair affair. Sex didn’t seem to be overtly on offer. Or so I thought!

Heading home, alone, through Mayfair’s back streets, a sporty open drophead carrying two beauties stopped to ask where I was going.

“Home.”

“Where’s home?”

“Hertfordshire.”

“Can we come too?”

“Home to my wife?”

“We don’t mind..... if she doesn’t!”

But I bet she would!

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    Marion E Ball over 3 years ago

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    Neville Hunt over 3 years ago

    Reworded it Marion in case you got the wrong idea!

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    Neville Hunt over 3 years ago

    Thanks Drew. It is indeed Mrs H caught on the phone to one of the kids (huh!) on Christmas Day. She is a lovely smiley lady and I’m very lucky. Can’t think what she saw in me though... but I’m not planning to ask!

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