I first met Helen on a blind date through some work colleagues who had invited me to a party restaurant - great bar, food and a dance floor. When she walked into the restaurant I was blown away. Medium height, pretty face blonde hair and a killer size 8 figure but also a real confidence which I found incredibly sexy. We chatted all evening and clearly got on well and spend a lot of the evening on the dance floor and there really seemed to be a spark between us. Sadly she had to leave around 11pm so I was disappointed but before she left, I suggested we should meet for lunch the next week and, after a bit of persuading, she agreed.

So, the following week I arrived at the wine bar (remember them?) and asked for a table just off the pavement so that we could feel the breeze but not be in direct sunlight as it was a boiling hot day. I was not convinced she would come as I had tried texting her and only received a very short reply and had hoped she would be a little more chatty so we could start a bit of text flirting but sadly this did not happen. However, after 10 minutes, Helen came strolling around the corner towards the wine bar. She looked incredible - blonde hair, sunglasses, a tight white blouse over a tan suede skirt which came down to mid thigh and strappy high heeled sandals. She smiled when she saw me, kissed me on the cheek and then sat next to me on our round table so we could both look out at the street scene. I ordered a bottle of wine and we chose some light food as she started telling me that she had a job in marketing and had just moved to London but did not know many people yet and did not know her way around. As we chatted, I was trying hard to concentrate on what she was saying but kept being distracted as her skirt had ridden up, offering me glimpses of her suntanned thighs. After the first few glasses of wine, I excused myself and then headed to where I thought the gents loo must be, at the back of the restaurant, making my way through all of the empty tables. On the way, I bumped into our waiter and asked him if we could have another bottle of wine as we were having such a good time and neither of us seemed to be in a rush to end our lunch. As I approached our table, the waiter was still there, laughing about something with Helen as he uncorked our wine and topped up our glasses. He pulled my chair out for me and then, rather reluctantly, left the table gave me a knowing smile as he did so. As I focused my attention back on Helen, I realised that one (or possibly two) buttons of her blouse were now undone showing a hint of a very thin, lacy bra - no wonder the waiter was keen to hang around. I found myself beginning to get an erection not knowing if it was simply the sight of this stunning girl or her ability to have men lusting after her so easily. Over the next hour or so we chatted and flirted until we agreed that I would be Helen's tour guide for her new life in London showing her the sights and sounds of this wonderful city. She was keen for me to start this new role with immediate effect but first she wanted to go home and change into something cooler and more practical for sightseeing. She said "my flat it is only a 5 minute cab ride from here so why don't pop there first and then head off to get to know the local area". With that, I paid the bill and we left the restaurant to hail a cab.

I held the door for her and, as she stepped into the cab was treated to the sight of her skirt riding up high on her thighs and stretched over her lovely bottom. As we sat together on the back seat, she wiggled herself a little closer to me and said "If forgot to say thank you for lunch" and brought her face up to mine and kissed my on the cheek. As I turned my head, our lips touched and before I knew it we were kissing passionately. After 10 seconds or so I put my hand on her bare leg just below her skirt and started to stroke her leg, making sure to go slightly higher each time until my fingers were teasing her inner thigh. She sighed a little and then shifted her position to allow her legs to drift apart by another inch or two allowing my fingers to continue their journey until I could feel the heat of her pussy through the lacy material of her knickers. She broke off our kiss and said "not here, not now" and then sat up closing her legs and adjusting her skirt, with a glance towards the cabbie as if to indicate that she did not want to go further in his presence and, in any case, we were drawing up outside a new build townhouse development which matched the adress she had given the driver. She hopped out of the cab and headed to the front door as I paid the for taxi. "Keep the change" I said to which he replied "I think your afternoon is going to be better than mine!" he said and gave me a wink. I turned and followed her into the appartment block. When we reached her flat, Helen threw her bag onto the sofa and said "my flatmate is out today so help yourself to a cold drink from the fridge.....I am just going to change and will be back in a moment".

After what seemed like a lifetime of looking though her CD collection, I moved to the window to take in the London skyline. I heard her walk in the room and then make her way over to me and OMG she looked amazing. She still had the high heeled sandals but was now in a little red sun dress which was more like a camisole with thin straps over her shoulders and just skimmed her bare thighs. Her legs looked so smooth and had a sheen to them as if she had just applied some lotion. She was clearly not wearing a bra as there we no straps and her nipples were straining against the fabric of the dress. "So are you going to show me the sights?" she said with a cheeky look on her face. Putting my hands on her hips, I turned her towards the window and, standing behind her, kissed her on the neck. " To your left you can see the Thames River" I whispered as my hands moved across her flat stomach..."and to the right you can just see Putney Bridge" now cupping her breasts and running my thumbs over her hardening nipples. She pushed her chest out for for attention and I rolled her nipples between my fingers causing her to arch her back and push her hips back towards me. By now my erection was almost at full strength and she was rubbing herself against my cock as I gently pulled her nipples through the fabric.

"Do you think the taxi driver saw us with your hand up my skirt?" she asked

"I reckon so...but I think he would have been very happy to see more" I replied

"Maybe I should have let you carry but I was trying to be a good girl" she breathed huskily "would you like to have played with my pussy in front of him?"

In answer to her question I brought my hands up over her breasts and and slipped the straps from her shoulders. The tiny sun dress cascaded down until it pooled around her feet and she gently kicked it to one side. I had to take a half step back for a moment to take in what was in front of me - a stunning blonde naked except for some heels and a thong - she was breathtaking! I then realised that this was not the white lacy thong I had come so close to in the back of the cab but a bright red satin one that was pulled up tightly berween her legs emphasising her legs and her bum. I took her hands and placed them on the window frame so she was still facing away from me as I moved my hands back to her tits and continued to play with her nipples. Helen was now softly moaning and pushing her hips back against me as I stepped slightly to her right and moved my left hand to her bum as my right hand snaked down her belly towards her knickers. Instead of pushing the material away my hand continued over the tiny satin triangle until I was, once again, met by the warmth of her pussy. She moved her hands from the window frame to start twisting her nipples as I continued to rub her through the satin and the fingers of my left hand we now making their way down her buttocks and between her legs. She did not know whether to push her hips forward or back but, in the end, she pushed back and bent at the waist as I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of her satin thong and pulled it halfway down her thighs noticing that the bright red satin was now more of a burgundy shade where her juices had soaked the fabric. I then pushed my hand back between her legs. She was so wet that my fingers started to slide straight into her but instead I stroked along her pussy lips gathering more and more of her sticky juices until I reached her clit and started making small circular motions as she bucked her hips. By now, as you can imagine, I was as hard as a rock and Helen started to scrabble at my belt but it has an awkward clasp so I briefly stopped my handiwork to release it and push my jeans and boxers down to my knees but quickly returned my left hand to her pussy and started to play with her clit again. My cock stood to attention with a long strand of pre-cum hanging down which she used to lubbricate her hand as she started to wank me saying

"This is so fucking horny... you are going to make me cum soon. Can you feel how wet I am? Push your fingers in me - please make me cum"

She continued to wank my cock against her leg leaving a trail of my pre-cum glistening on her skin as I plunged my fingers into her sopping wet pussy until she started to shudder and clamp her thighs together as her orgasm hit her. I was desperate to hold on but she sheer sexuality of the situation had tipped me over the edge and came hard over her hand and also over the bottom of the window frame. Helen turned and kissed me hard on the lips. "I loved that but now I need to get decent" and with that pulled he thong up from her knees, she grabbed her dress and ran to her room pointing to her left saying "bathroom is in there if you need it". I followed her directions pulling my boxers and my jeans up in a rather undignified manner and went into the bathroom to tidy up - remembering to bring some tissue to wipe the window frame. Five minutes later she came out of her room in jeans and a T shirt looking radiant.

"Shall we go and get a coffee at a local cafe? Perhaps then we can make a plan to explore London together....?"

This was only the start of a very interesting journey.......