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you, I do have my purse on me.”
    Seconds later, she waved it triumphantly in his face.
    “See? Now let me get your money.”
    Ryan shrugged. “You really don’t need to worry. It’s only
two quid.”
    “No, no,” Hayley replied, wagging a finger at him. “You’ve
teased me enough. I don’t want to owe you money and give you something else to
mock me about.”
    Ryan held his hands up and feigned innocence. “Would I?”
    “I don’t know you very well,” she replied, grabbing one of
his hands and pressing two coins into it, “but I really think that you would.”
    As their skin touched, Ryan felt a thrill run through his
body and he had to resist the temptation to lean in and kiss her. A vision
popped into his head—receiving a blowjob from Hayley on a walkway high above
the City of London, gripping the railings as he came into her mouth—
    “Hello? Earth to Ryan?”
    Goddamn those blowjoblips.
They were distracting.
    “Sorry, I was just thinking.”
    “About what?”
    “Oh, nothing. Come on, let’s have a look around.”
    Having swiftly changed the subject, Ryan pocketed the money
and moved around the balcony, taking in the views of the city and its many
buildings of different shapes and sizes. Some he recognized, others he didn’t.
Hayley followed him and they shared a companionable silence at first, but as
they started chatting Ryan became aware that she was less familiar with London
than he. That was how he ended up standing behind her, pointing over her
shoulder at the things he did know about and sharing his knowledge.
    He didn’t mind, of course. There were other people milling
around the tourist attraction, so on occasion Ryan had to press close in to
Hayley’s back to let them past and he willed his cock to behave itself. She
seemed like a fun girl but he wasn’t sure how she’d react to feeling the
hard-on of a relative stranger pressed into her back.
    He found out soon enough when she twisted her head round and
pressed a kiss to the nearest bit of skin she could reach, which happened to be
his chin. Surprised, Ryan looked down at her and raised an eyebrow, waiting to
see what she would do next.
    He certainly wasn’t expecting her to slip a hand behind her
back, between their bodies, and cup his crotch through his jeans.
    She grinned up at him as she began to rub. “Having fun?”
    Not trusting himself to speak, he smiled tightly. “Mmm-hmm.”
    “I’ve got an idea,” she said brightly, as though trying to
sound as normal as possible. “Let’s swap places.”
    Blood was rushing into Ryan’s cock at a rate of knots,
making it difficult to engage his brain, so he just nodded dumbly and moved to
stand against the railings. Hayley slipped her arms around his waist as though
giving him a cuddle. They probably looked like any young couple in love who
could barely contain their public displays of affection.
    But then Hayley took it one step further when she slid her
hands down, undid his belt and managed to slip one hand into his jeans without
undoing them. Immediately, she wiggled her fingers under the waistband of his
boxers and grasped his rapidly stiffening cock. Ryan had to concentrate hard on
not yelping as she began to twist her wrist back and forth, wanking him off at
one hundred and sixty feet. The restricted movement meant she couldn’t move too
quickly—that and the fact that if her arm started jerking about, it’d be really
obvious what they were up to. As it was, from behind they looked perfectly
innocent, if a little joined at the hip.
    By this point, Ryan really couldn’t have cared less. He
simply gripped the railings and held on for dear life as the beautiful blonde
pressed her tits into his back and tossed him off in public. The twisted
exhibitionism and the danger of what they were doing sent Ryan’s libido into
overdrive and despite the relatively sedate pace Hayley was taking he felt his
orgasm approaching. He turned his head and whispered.
    “You’re going to